I see not my breath, but I know it exists
I see not my heart, but feel it beating
So too I do not see god, but know he is there
No mystical mystery, no need for a ceremony
Just a walk outside my door to embrace
The integral harmony in all I do and see
How everything is made to work together
For each other, not against
It’s hard being human, imperfect and dirty
Underneath clouds that give us life
And a sun that gives us light
Impossible to comprehend it all
And it seems like all I do is fall
How easy is it to remain subject
To whims of slave masters unseen
When I am created to rise above
I have a million dreams, and I am free in all
I live
To fight and keep my breath unadulterated
Darkness surrounds and seeks to permeate
The fabric of my integrity
Life feels so much deeper now
That I’m older, I see loopholes
I see fatigue, I see a mess of me
I see misery
I see
Me
