I was just writing down random thoughts just because it was fun to use a pen at the time, and I wrote down what's now the first 2 lines of the poem and thought to myself "you know that would make a great opening for a poem", so I spent the next near hour coming up with this/ It hasn't been changed since I wrote it so it does need some straight thinking revisions, but I think it came out pretty good. I am the season of darkness walking through the meadows of forever's orchards. The wind shines on down from the northern heavens, The dew and the crack of light that comes along with it. It comes so close as I might see, Children and the elderly redeeming themself While the middle class awakens to to their cries. Don't provoke these masses, God knows what firecracker of suburbia you may set off. Here I go along this rift, I am creator, master, worker and slave. All that commotion, but here I am, Looking for my gravity, looking for living in that world, Where the Earth lives as one and my eyes rest on nothing but the eyes of god And the light from the valley of zodiac between our hemispheres of eternity. Where sleep is nothing but a foreign intruder in the night. For this sunrise is meant for two, for the heavens, and for eternity
