you stop at the edge of the world to listen,

as you see things that are hidden.

by shadow your sight were kissed,

as you see things most people would missed.

yet you desire the world,

it make you hurled.

to hold the heaven and the stars,

you tried to perish all doubt and fears.

and like a pack of hummingbirds,

you cry out only the most honest, rawest words.

and like a garden full of life,

your soul burst with an iridescent grace.

though someday will soon come,

there is still too much agony of today to overcome.

you know someday everything will be alright,

but today, do you fight.. or flight?

C.L.