As I sit and disappear
And my moment draws me near
To the space in which I find
Nothing left behind.
All is done and sold
Metal turned to gold
Alchemy unfolds
Of riddles in the night
I didn’t hear you clearly
I couldn’t just let go
My heart it beat sincerely
But I guess you’ll never know
Poems they come easy
As I switch my ego off
It’s like living in the attick
Storing life up in the loft
And in the boxes dancing
Are my dreams and all desires
That once they are ignited
Turn like raging hot wildfires
The waters of emotion
Put out the yearning flame
To be something important
To make a worldly change
But nothing here can hear me
Except a gentle ear
I know I am transforming
And I soon will disappear.
But sooner than all later
I’ll find my way back home
Back to the creator
And no more on my own.
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