The Eyes of Time
Seeing visions in the clouds. Watching trees wave in the winds
Looking through the eyes of time where at once it all begins
No one knows the arch of silence that encompasses the past
Only those with special vision bring it onward to the last
Special secrets from the ages quiet whispers in our minds
Listening only for the spaces that appear between the lines
Hearing nothing but the chaos of the quickening stampeed
All the acts of righteous future leaving everything in need
Sometimes it's masked when it arrives,
Or it may come as no surprise.
At times, in spite of what you've done,
It's not your turn so you get none.
As you give it away you get more to spare.
It vanishes quickly, if you don't share.
Able to make all your dreams come true,
Or inflict nightmares, if it leaves you.
One could compare this to religion.
Faith believes, hope yearns for a smidgen.
Received, you'll be alive and well,
Denied, you'll find that life is hell.
Hallucination, the primary infliction,
As are drugs without perscription.
No warning, it comes, then goes in a flash.
One minute you're high, the next you crash.
In case there's a glimmer of doubt,
Love is what it's all about.
Keep in mind if your quest leaves you wary,
Love is found under "L" in the dictionary.