i thrive around people, they distract me from me
but as endurance weakens, retreat becomes my necessity.
lately i've been dizzy, so may this reach YOU as an apology
i lie solo on the floor, my world spins relationally in study of me'ology.
on strings of revolutionary ardor i hang, as the synergy fueling me fuses
wondering whether i'm in over my head, i'm no longer at His feet, she muses
selfish tampers of the tempo, only find ourselves offbeat
why must we fault with formula, when the solution is complete
every song needs a chorus, defying roles and contradiction
where consistency breaks chains of change, to challenge things we'd rather not mention
to live a wild life in this world, I must untangle the mind
so if I leave this world for a while, it's in a flee to the Vine.
free in the flee,
free being me,
finding in surrender,
intimacy, instinct
stretched by idealism, persuing creativity,
revealed in ambiguous meaning,
preserving the realities it links
this life is not a waiting ground, but a brilliant holding place.
to find and share love, and with it, to embrace
we're all lonely, yet of those around me i am sum,
created to seek and to know our one and ONLY,
i remain infactuated by this one.
