A Mind Like My Mother'sThe wind is taking our souls away, and letting us fall down.Down below the earth.My mothers tears come pouring down, like a shower of spring,like a shower of sorrow.It makes me weep too, like the mourning.I get kicked and punched at times, only to regain the truth.My world and your world is one.I lay on a cushion. Mud, no mud.My wildest dreams have connected.Creatures run over my body to make me rise up again.Searing through the sky, I come with night.My population is great and strong, my body weak.I bloom forth through a wave. Undiscovered by time.Sun bearing down upon me, I fall.And I cry.My mind like the blur of rain. Puffing the candle out.My world, and your world, is one.
To WishI used to wish for everything,just hoping and waiting for more.But lately I've found,that I've been more sound,when someone else comes knocking on my minds door.