I’m thinking about those times that I wrote
I felt inspired and I moved
It was good and I shared
It was simple and real, it was complicated

I wrote in cryptic ways
I thought I would leave it up to interpretation
I left it open
I left it unclear

I’m turning over that new leaf
I’m going to say what I mean
I’m going to mean what I say
I’m going to make it clear

I like my style now
I liked my style then
I am what I am
I will do it again

I will connect
I will continue
I’m going to have other moments of clarity
I like it, it is that time

Sometimes I wake alive
My heart fills up
It melts my mind
It makes me fly

A beautiful crescendo
Ever living beauty
The sound of the beat
The feeling

I stare in wonder
I fix my gaze
I see the world
I see the sky

In that moment
I live in the sky
I wake up sometimes
I wake alive

I sometimes have a fleeting feeling
In my soul a stirring
I feel a child-like joy
I feel a surge of youth

It creeps up on me
It tickles my heart
Like a leaf in the wind
It stirs me up inside

I feel my heart swell up
A dew of life
It’s breathtaking
It is a pure feeling

I am alive and I feel
I feel that beauty
I chase those moments
I love those moments

I find that I live
In a world of exquisite beauty
In a world of dreams
Inside the sweet perfection of meaning

The blurred lines of reality
They stir up emotions
Inside or outside
It makes life worth living

I step over or under those lines
I find them fascinating and invigorating
I see perfect symmetry
In everything and nothing 

When I let go
I feel complete
I can taste perfect freedom
I can see the world as one

Para life
Ego go
Find their tomorrow
It is not I

It is today
It is them
It is my love
No it is our love

Standing freefall
I know them
I know us
We are I

Golden wind
Of
All
I is everyone