tallisman

Circles in the sand

Creating circles in the sand

Chains around my heart

I just don’t understand

I guess I’m not that smart

Forest fires all around me

My life going up in flames

Heartaches surround me

Natures playing games

Life and death are measured

By the flicking of a wrist

What is really treasured

Is not known until it’s missed

Life needs a reason

Reason makes demands

Changing like the season

Creating circles in the sands