it happens so slow
not sure where to go
how will it turn out
from whisper to shout
carrying voices on the wind
to the ground-- never pinned
sands of time and senses numbed
not quite sure where you've come from
choices and memories
which ones are reveries
strict rhyme and reason
all through the season
incertitude and bliss
ignorance in a kiss
things that you've known
that you've found out alone
warm hearts that leap
what is so deep
how do I feel
can you know what is real
sigh on your way
remember the day
just a matter of time
consciousness goes sublime