It vanishes

When we don't treasure freedom,

it vanishes.....
 

Flow

Chaos flows from us,

humanity's big achievement
 

Freefall

 

We, programmed are in a freefall

Lost Gifts

Innocence is a gift we lose
 

Abated

 

Calm abates the storm

Blending

 

All blends into being,

when we let it go

Our Own

We lost paradise,

decorated hell,

and made it our own