Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Always Time

Our bones are already buried
In our hands
As they work
To hold everything together
In this place
Of wandering
Lust

It was so terrible to watch
A collapse
Of our minds
And our actions follow
Something mysterious
It can't be denied
It's what the faithless
Believe in
Those who can't
Quiet their minds
Wandering lust
From place to place

What do you believe in
Besides the future
day
Your own subconscious existence
Faith in yourself

It was so terrible to watch
With this mind
Your mind discerns the reasons
But what about the reasons
Of the mind
That which propels us forward
To see the world
And discern ourselves
In time


I think not
And in doing so
Am aware of what is below
This continuing stream of desire
That leads nowhere fast
Which I could never respect

The desire points to a solution
For the lost mind
Drunk on emotions
Finding meaning in the temporary
And losing what it has
From time to time

It shouldn't be your dear destination
Blessed be the hopeless
Strung with strings of desire
Which make an unavoidable music
The music of lust
We've seen this movie over and over
Playing since the root of time
Which waters the tree of the eternal
It goes on forever
Have you not never needed a thing?
As if everything you did
Was in the grace of your creator
Truly you have found your bones
Where will you bury them?
In your hands?
In the actions of you wishing well
In your mind?
Thoughts of yourself taking up your time
What is new is the design
Bury your bones in Time
Bringing you forward
If your granted rest
From the necessity of life

I can feel it
So close
Time
No wondering why
Times increases my faith
Assures me of my fate
The fate of the lovers of each other
Has no need for the lost
There's always Time

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