3 years. nothings changed. God knows I’ve tried though.
To sit,
to be silent, peaceful, humble
to seek humility, forgiveness, security
to find warmth, understanding, clarity
to give love
always with purity
to see your eyes tell the truth.
I have no eyes to see
no ears to hear.
I am all
and nothing.
I am not who I pretend to be.
Yet, I try so hard
to allow the love to reside, to settle
to set up shop and be calm with that.
I have room for you, you are always welcome here.
I hear a car,
it doesn’t stop
but it sounds like a taxi that might have brought you to me.
But you’re not it’s passenger.
I don’t know where you are
who you’re making laugh
who you’re being kind to
who’s hair your fingers are stroking.
I don’t know where you are,
except not here.
I don’t know your thoughts
if they swing or are solid.
But they haven’t brought you here.
It was a year.
And this time
I watch the sunrise
alone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SM1xmtfO-ng
24th October 2010
