Gray Over Gray

our subconscious leads our intentions

where the light ends gray over gray

i can see forever all the way to yesterday

bleeding colours fall away, night skies with

no wars overhead

belief not limited

one heart beating, one life lived

overcast like a silent film

music leadin us to the sun.

yet now our voices fade-paid, burned and paved.

why such pervent preaching, when no blessings

can be found?

why then leave your aspirations in the dry and

cracked ground?

i have prayed for absolution,

i have prayed for a new language

i have served my intuition

felt it cringe and hesitate

i can see through the shades of gray

and then the veil is lifted

i can see forever

and life is beautiful

life is beautiful

and i am beauitiful

and so it goes

no you can't take that away from me