i touch and it breaks
i touch and it breaks
so it happens once again
another piece falls
i touch and it breaks
so it happens once again
another piece falls
stream across the ridge
flow of the clouds through the sky
a calm winter day
another cold splash
sending chills all the way down
sandles in the rain
see the ripples flow
tiny flutters just across
on a rainy day
slipping out of time
sometimes existing before
or running ahead
to be shown ones flaws
is a harsh and gracious gift
endeavor to change
causing so much harm
ignoring needs of others
self centered bastard
bound by brokenness
held tight in chaos' torment
desire release
ever growing list
of that which is to be done
procrastination
flowing of the words
rolling through the sound of breathe
so fine on the ear