"There's such a pleasant breeze tonight!" thought the dandelion
as she pleasantly passed away.
I urge you to embrace the mystery
and leave every story half read...
I traveled back in timeto when I had time to travel.
Music played across all of time and space.
But it may have just been an echo.
She rummaged through her future
to find what she was looking for.
We saw copies of ourselves
But they kept to themselves
I passed through you
on the way to me.
He got into troublejust for the time-outs.
I caught a thoughtI had thought to think.And, in thinking,I lost the thoughtI had caught.
The trees translate whatthe wind is whistling
Secrets are revealedbut none of us are listening.
He was told the truth would set him free.
But he preferred captivity.
One became too little.
The masks were only for special occassions.