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The Throwaway Children
The outdoor granite floor lasts until the edge of eternity
Leading to the giant walls which grants new fathoms
As the sun emerges in the morning we walk by candlelight
Our youth shines through to the onlookers at once bright
What is it that we hold inside our hearts that the end cannot?
Those fresh gardens of the renaissance now cluttered in dust
There is no measure in decades without those that turn to centuries
Our fear is what we wish to dissolve like the candle is extinguished
As the day grows closer it is obvious our skin is aging lines
The ever present markings of subtle touch that will form
As the hours which are taken for granted catch up to consequence
The result of the concentration and high threshold with earthly cycles
We seek to see through this mortal world some unknown pleasures
Walking feels like one minute through the haze of many years
Fashion, technology, science… it all passes us by on the exterior
Decades defined by images we will never know but that it existed
Motivated merely by the eternity that exists as an ideal in our mind
We are old now but seemingly those on the outside never change
The walls become apparent to the eye separated between is the void
It is thought that you must only face the walls with your ideal visions
Or the void will stare into your subconscious and unroot the unknown
On what plane will we exist if not the environment that we inhabit?
The two portals of dreams where silence creates sound converts
To images that the conscious isn’t aware of however the loophole
Results in an entirely new language of the visions we sacrificed
Ascending into life born out of one thrown away determined to live
We will experience love and raise children. We will see for the first time.
The light encapsulates our physical forms and total peace is known.
Two statues of eternal youth represent manifestations of life passed
They stay here at the bottom of this treacherous mountain
The water is the deepest of any bed in the world and impossible
To swim upward when you begin falling into the darkness
Though I am told along the walls as you sink you can see the reliefs
Which explains the mystery of existence and of the universe.
