Contemplation, Twilight

Don't speak so loudly
If you don't want to be heard

I spin around the bark of a tree
And the wheels imitate me

What if I'm a maniac
Out on the road?
I am an insomniac
But my eyes are always closed

And one day they'll open
And see the life
That's been waiting
Waiting

And the flame to which you're holding
Does it save you
From your darkness?
And your blindness?

And I feel myself move to you
Though my wings have been shattered
Shattered

And I feel I've broken into two
One is fixed
One is scattered, though unravelled

In the draft
In the daytime
In the dead sky
In the words you preserve
For the love you unearth
And through the stillness in the air
I am inspired
Not concealed, but revealed
Something real, something you feel
Something is here
Something untouched, inside you brain
Not tamed, not contained, not misbehaved
It radiates the flame you encase
The flame you embrace
The flame maintain
The flame that you stake
Into solid ground