Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Falling
Falling, falling upward
In a silver spiral spin
Nothing to stop me
Oblivion to defeat-
How will I win?
Soaring, soaring downward
In a blue bathed blackness bridge
Everything to beat me
Nothing to achieve-
Pointlessness wins again
I cannot stop the coming
Of the unexplainable things of life
Like the feeling of falling upward
Of walking backwards
Born in death-
To die in life
Can my wings ever achieve-
The task they were created to do?
Will they ever brush against-
The undeaftableness of the deep blue?
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [AA]