Posts Tagged With: creation
Sometimes it starts with the red sunrise
sometimes we look only a way out of the crize
sometimes it begins at the very end of the day
when there is no one but us our tears to erase.
But each day, step by step while crawling
a loner strives to find her inner calling
with or without anyone around to give her hand
she does not let to break, only hardly to bend.
The new tommorow is not something we should wait
but a project depending on loners wiling to create
such leading a fight that never implies a war
such that opens the window when someone just closed the door.
Before the red blood moon starts affecting
And each one not keen on moons gets his own shell for protecting
A story of creation has the need to be said
Since a bloody moon can have effects on those good and those bad.
But a story would be done if it is just spilled through words
A story is better left said throughout the songs of the birds.
And so it is, the art of creation is better left unsaid
Each one living the illusion of choice and earning his own bread.
And yet those who know a coin has two sides
They know there is truth where one side with another collides.
They may even feel benefit on their own
Only by not picking a side, by standing still like stone.
Truth can never be completely said or written
Truth is somewhere in between, and so it remains never bitten.