The truth, the night, the vastness
The endless sky and the endless
flights of fancy and feelings
The intuitive heart and its
tiptoeing to stay alive
The silence and its end
The sounds that illuminate light
Nature dies in our minds
as we disconnect from the world
The trees and the rivers fade away
and we lose touch with the earth
Risen to the surface
the depth whimpers its last cry
How do I think of another world
when the one I hold hides in the fog?
Where do we go when
there's no sense of home
We wander through unexplored terrain
and the livid sun only shines light
on the ocean-sized hole in our hearts
The fiery waves defy gravity
and the images turn senseless
The truth pushes away its luminosity
The night engulfs us inside
The vastness is never in our grasp
We yearn for something beyond
this present understanding
To reconnect with the natural world
and through that to find
a sense of connection with the one
The wind through the fingers,
the force of a river on our bones
the heat of the sun on our skin,
the sand between our toes
The yearning and the explosion
of the internal world, the otherside
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