I look behind me and see everywhere I have been
the echo of voices reverberate in my head
opinions hang in the walls of my mind like paintings
wherever I move , eyes are always following me
There is a different feeling this time
I dont know what to make of it
I feel there is a quiet innocence before me
unmarred by the ills of the world
It is a landscape set before me
that I want burned into memory
as always being this beautiful
I know in time
my eyes that view this will change
and the body holding me up will grow weary
but i will fight that off as long as possible to
remember where I am now and what led
me to what i am seeing now
I hope I can give creedence
and do justice by what is set before me
because I know not everyone
can see a landscape like this
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