Archive for September 24, 2018

Enigma (sort of song)

The more I watch the room in shades you fade from memory.
The more I think of you, the less I know is true.
There is a reason for most insects
and for colours, flowers, snow
and sunshine too.

There is a cure for many pains,
there is an answer to all questions,
there is hope they say and wisdom, love,
and for Christ’s sake –
there is you.

The more I think of us the less I get it.
The more I watch the room in shades, you disappear.
Most insects have a useful talent.
I love most colours, flowers,
snow and sunshine too.

There is no cure for just not knowing,
for failing hope and fading memory,
for knowing less while I’m deeper thinking
and for Christ’s sake –
I’m not finding you.

I am having a period of just not grasping life. It will come back to me surely 🙂

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