In springtime they flower
In summertime they bloom
In autumn they fall
In winter they are gone
In springtime they flower
In summertime they bloom
In autumn they fall
In winter they are gone
the stars
in the night sky
constellations pass by
reflecting circles
of inner thoughts
they intermingle and transmit
off world signals
something we can’t find
lost in the void are we
trespassers on our destiny
I get lost in my feelings
when listening to music
and disappear to a new world
of opportunities
drifting in and out
the waves crashing over me
reminiscing a past time
of essential being
letting the sounds
play out
all around me
the reason to be