October 31, 2011 § 3 Comments

Cosmogony

We’re all shattered, we’re all crying.

We’re all seeking, we’re all asking.

We’re all failing, as we’re standing.

We’re all dancing to the tune of trying.

We’re all singing, we’re all laughing,

we’re all looking, our souls yearning.

Eyes half-closed, heart on top.

Blind we go, head-first jump.

Brittle faith, endless hope.

We rejoice, as we mourn.

We all come and go.

We Live. We Die.

We Love…

We Are .

Where Am I?

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