if we keep our eyes closed
all we are has come upon us now.
from the dried out leaves that press death upon the air,
to the silent ponds that will grow with the grey sky.
suddenly, it all meant emptiness.
from the soil that broke open with the beat of rain,
to the hush that said only the trees have voices.
back then we were unable to believe.
we saw hills but never mountains, clouds but never sky.
we were convincing when we said our days would not end.
so we tried hard to tear up roots from the watered ground,
and we placed ourselves in the lake to float calmly along.
we have finally found it within ourselves.
now, we know there is a light that our eyes cannot see,
there is a wind only known by the shaking of the leaves,
there is a sound that lives within the rocks and the trees.
if we keep our eyes closed the sky will disappear.
this is everything we know, everything we fear.
...i digress. 