Pixzen

Monday, December 31, 2018

We ride the tides of time

Seek that which requires no response

Listen for the ghosts

they're in every corner

where memory haunts

free from the weight of time

Open yourself up

to the gift of life

and the weight of the world

vanishes

Sit still and let life move you

When all fades away

only the truth remains

In passing

were we

or not?