A Space In Time

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By ezimmerman

This morning I awoke with a shudder Tried to speak but could only stutter Wracked my brain to recall my dreams Had a smoke and life was as it seems All the war, suffering and disease Can't touch me when my mind's at ease By decree, Indians were deemed to be truly men And now I see that I must be truly zen There's a wind blowing over my soul And I feel like lettin' it go There's a chance I could be insane True as the blood that runs through my veins By noon, all my thoughts were simplified Everything that's been born has to die A man must walk thousands of miles To find the meaning behind peoples' smiles Sunlight will follow us on our trip to the moon Don't worry, we will see the dark side soon There is a way to see things that are not shown A way to know things that are unknown There's a voice whispering in my head And I feel like I might be dead There's a wind blowing over my soul And I feel like lettin' it go There's a current running through my brain Just like the blood that runs in my veins In the evening, I throw my head back And see my reflection seep through the cracks The sky started to rain and the spirit started to thunder Which made my mind begin to hopelessly wonder Why does the earth orbit the sun? And why do things end when they've never begun? Then I suddenly opened my eyes To see the sun burst through the skies There's moonlight falling through my fingers And I feel like it's starting to linger There's a wind blowing over my soul And I feel like lettin' it go There's a peace coming over my mind And I feel like I've been blind There's ways and means to forget the pain That lives in the blood that runs through my veins

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