Actual
Virtual
Premonition
Hope
Discerning you
Always
A mystery
They think
Actual
Virtual
Premonition
Hope
Discerning you
Always
A mystery
They think
Lost in the seconds
For there is a mystery
With whom I must dance
This primal laughter
This quiet cry
Comes
From the peaceful place
That knows you know me
Whether you know it
Is my mystery
Thank you
Fair is the one
Who squares shoulders with you
Goes toe to toe
Looks into those eyes
Digs deep effortlessly
And unveils the mysteries you never knew about you
Who does that dance with you
I’ll ever have hope
I see what that makes me
Looking through these eyes I’m giv’n
It means I can’t reject magic or
Dismiss mystery in
People surrounding me
It makes me forever
A prisoner tucked quietly in
Grey rooms watching the wind
I am eyes poised ahead
Seeing all that makes me
I’ll ever have hope