Words
Dripping like wax,
Infused with delicate flavours
heightened,
By this surge of awareness.
This time it will be different,
Creating ones own path.
A symphony
Rains down
And life itself blossoms.
It's all just a matter of perspective,
A glitch
That puts us in the moment.
One movement
To lead us on this dance,
Our bodies
An extension of our words,
The rhymes, that spark our imagination.
In an instant,
It could be gone.
Fallen
Under the weight of our disguise,
A glimpse of freedom
Torched,
To feed the hunger in our eyes.
Oh those rhymes,
A word to the wise.
That sparkle
Unveiled and come alive.
To change,
To grow,
A million different lives
Are known
Within one life time.
And I continue to sow
My Words.