The watcher inside me The one beyond sight See and see and see No malice yet might
It keeps sentry Day or night No end, no entry No dark, no light
One day I’ll be one with it One day I’ll see all that it sees One day I’ll watch all that rises does fall One day I’ll feel all alive does die One day I’ll sense all dead beings rising One day I’ll whisper the key to living One day I’ll teach the one language to all!
Lost in a whirlpool am I, Sometimes I surface, As the white foam, Substanceless, faceless In the sunshine, I dry away. Rest I rest at the bottom, In form of the vortex, That lies underneath, Belying the truth, Trapping the unwary. Beware beware, Always everywhere, All that glitters is not gold, Calm on the surface, Hidden currents beneath. Once you are caught, Only death is your escape, While alive it is a herculean task. So what is it you are – A carcass of blood and bones Or a mighty warrior of past?
I like being alone sometimes where I can hear my thoughts Someplace where I can take a deep sigh, let it out and feel it at the same time. Somewhere there’s only silence, inside and out. And think, contemplate and just be… Why do some people love constant noise in their lives? Maybe I’ll understand one day… Silence – deep, profound, pure! How I yearn for it?