And I’m not quite sure what they mean.
Some beautiful, some disturbing;
Receiving message from the beyond.
I’ve been learning things from children,
finding their souls more pure than mine.
Trying to wake up from a dream that only ends when I’m asleep—
What does it mean, what does it mean?
I see mice in the shadows
hopping around the playground as if they know;
Sitting in silence,
Silence–dark.
Being so still that maybe one day
they’ll invite me to play.
I follow the lead of a 3 year old,
for she knows way more than I;
When have the children with eyes so much brighter–
seem to have gotten wiser?
I’m sitting still to pass the time–
Trying to empty my mind;
Staring into babies eyes–
seeing the universe in mine,
surrounded by blatant signs.
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