Cogitaro Anima
PostPosted: Fri Sep 16, 2005 8:12 am
Faith
In the abscence of nothing
to the extreme wealth of everything
yet I am not content
always seeking
always longing
for that something more
bathed in rituals and piety
yet in my heart I am stone
feeling empty
no longer asking what's there
sure of everything
yet confident of nothing
Seeing the sun rise
bathing me in it's astral glow
a warm smile on the sky
all is right with the world
feeling tears from the night
lament with its misery
screaming "I don't know."
The wind wails across the trees
turn back from the wide path you chose
it illuminates a narrow field
full of snake holes
should I go there?
Should i walk the road less traveled
leave footprints upon the sand
go where few have gone
be a revolution
Should I risk it all
for something that all seem to scorn
that no one can say it is absolute
except the faith they rest on
the ghost-like assurance they have
seems to be all mirror and smoke
However, there is that one thing
Yes, that one thing i felt so long ago
when I had nothing
when all the world shattered
leaving in it's wake destruction and chaos
and tears, so many tears.
Except for that one thing
that one illuminating light
that pierced through black tar and muck
pulled me up from the chains of snakes
and brought me to peace in green pastures.
I had forgotten that one thing
I had forgotten what brought me to life
what turned me into a "real" boy.
In the abscence of nothing
to the extreme wealth of everything
yet I am not content
always seeking
always longing
for that something more
bathed in rituals and piety
yet in my heart I am stone
feeling empty
no longer asking what's there
sure of everything
yet confident of nothing
Seeing the sun rise
bathing me in it's astral glow
a warm smile on the sky
all is right with the world
feeling tears from the night
lament with its misery
screaming "I don't know."
The wind wails across the trees
turn back from the wide path you chose
it illuminates a narrow field
full of snake holes
should I go there?
Should i walk the road less traveled
leave footprints upon the sand
go where few have gone
be a revolution
Should I risk it all
for something that all seem to scorn
that no one can say it is absolute
except the faith they rest on
the ghost-like assurance they have
seems to be all mirror and smoke
However, there is that one thing
Yes, that one thing i felt so long ago
when I had nothing
when all the world shattered
leaving in it's wake destruction and chaos
and tears, so many tears.
Except for that one thing
that one illuminating light
that pierced through black tar and muck
pulled me up from the chains of snakes
and brought me to peace in green pastures.
I had forgotten that one thing
I had forgotten what brought me to life
what turned me into a "real" boy.