Continual

[guest587]

desires run through me
and disappear
confidence and knowing
quells momentary fear
like waves of the ocean
that rise and dissipate
lifes ever motion
does the universe communicate
some days i sit in solitude
free to roam in wonder
and do i see the whispers
and desires of others
never fully present
but somethings still here
other days the present
liberates the tears
and in the conquering of the nights sky
does the mind truly wander
before the eye awakens
in bodies routine slumber
observing these dreams
from planetary space
does the clock crawl backwards
and spurn the perpetual race