Lets say you be poetry in motion
That no longer stay on the pages...

It was there....
I'm sure it was there...

Every thing is going to be all right
From Here on out...

Can you tell me how much junk our body's hold
did I mistakenly sold my soul for gold...

Thoughts where I could flying away
To a forgotten home where...

My soul now awaits your arrival!
& in this dream I stand upon a path...