Thursday, December 4, 2014

Daydream

When there is silence I wake up
But when I hear you I fall asleep
I see everything that is happening around me
I act accordingly
but my heart is somewhere else
my mind finds a place of its own
I wear a different lens
but not on my eyes but through my ears
my heart beats differently
my steps are in rhythm
I breathe differently
time is relative at this point
I become weightless
like clouds that holds my feet firm
I play a story where I find strength
I live a tale where I lose pain
then I shall rise in the end
like a bigger picture was there all along


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