in a fragile silence
in a fragile silence
scattered pieces of the whole
just trying to be
Home
that whisper you hear
that whisper you hear
cautious voices in your head
notice their wisdom
trembling ocean
trembling ocean
rising currents in the air
sprout of green forming
what do you know now
what do you know now
more than i did yesterday
less than tomorrow
at times the need is
at times the need is
thoughts are to be examined
sometimes to be shared
rustling of leaves
rustling of leaves
in the darkness of the night
waiting on the storm
see the drift of time
see the drift of time
it slows before desires
patience is tested
think on what happens
think on what happens
when you didn't notice it
and then it was gone
time passes on by
time passes on by
to encounter once again
confidence adrift
waiting for the next
waiting for the next
willing for it to happen
with my flip board clock