Hours tick, clocks chime,
Matter sits, gravity nosedives.
Like a diamond from the sky,
Or a song amplified.
My heart is at ease, like a soft breeze,
Beckoning for an open door,
To walk through, and see the side,
The eternal reasoning of the tides.
The secrets of life, sits alone,
Like the shadow of a statue, stone,
Sitting on the earth cold,
Forever aging, forever old.
Elements of stars, born free,
Like the patterns of a butterfly,
Painted on, flying for me.