Walking On The Ceiling Of The Sky

Inside a seed

A thread of life winds oh so aimlessly

From breech to breech

And in between

To rise

And blossom oh so gently toward the sky

To catch the eye

Of passersby

The colors fade

Into duller days

With bleak terrain

Life will bloom so delicately

Right before our eyes we see it clearly

Passing time slips oh so quickly

Out from under rolling skies

Inside a seed

A thread of life winds oh so aimlessly

From breech to breech

And in between

To rise

And blossom oh so gently toward the sky

To catch the eye

Of passersby

The colors fade

Into duller days

With bleak terrain

When a cycle strays

From dark alleys

For fear of change

Tides will rise while mountains crumble

In the end the earth will tremble

Life will bloom so delicately

Right before our eyes we see it clearly

Passing time slips oh so quickly

Out from under rolling skies

And we'll resign

To the dirt to reside

'til the earth can unwind

And stand still for all time...