This World Is In Deep

A Lover In Life Will Be A Lover In Death, A Lover In The Tomb, A Lover In Paradise, A Lover On The Day Of Resurrection.

I Do Not Know Who Lives Here In My Chest, Or Why The Smile Comes. I Am Not Myself, More The Bare Green Knob Of A Rose That Lost Every Leaf And Petal To The Morning Wind.

All Day I Think About It, Then At Night I Say It. Where Did I Come From, And What Am I Supposed To Be Doing? I Have No Idea. My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I'm Sure Of That, And I Intend To End Up There.

Love Is The Reality, And Poetry Is The Drum.

The Inspiration You Seek Is Already Within You. Be Silent And Listen.