reformation.
the doors of wonders open
and i leap ahead into the storm
calm, silent, without ripples
i move ahead in this cloud
unmatched this experience
in my conscience will lie
it’ll stay like a mysterious
reformation of a now
i long felt dull and lifeless
as i can now sense drops
of aliveness staining this page
once again
bringing me a live world to breath and consume
i am nothing but a spec in the dark
floating in the rain of meteors
unhit somehow yet surviving
like a piece of story
miraculously born
and thriving in the middle of chaos
i can feel everything here
yet nothing i feel
there is no comparison to this place
in this world
where i stay and consume
so automatically the resources
and go to sleep night after night
without knowing why
this time i am sure of this
i am alive
and i am differently so
and that’s all i wanted to achieve…