Quiet

There is something to the silence.
I shut my eyes
Close my ears
Detach from my skin

Inside there is fear.
Beyond
Void
lack of noise
Perception is destroyed.

What is safety without risk?
The point where we exist,

Polarized dichotomies,
Endless philosophies,
Excess of western ideologies.
Balance lies to the east,
Where endless bickering
can finally cease.
Within a gentle crease,
There is an answer.
Time
she is a dancer.

Mordor spells disaster
for a cruel white master
we raise a black army.
Eye can see
Freedom
was inside
all along
just be
so simple
achingly so
just
be

I may have been locked,
is this really the key?

The end of this line,
One fundamental dichotomy,

It never existed at all,
And so the walls fall.
All it took was one more call.

Black & White
react and match,
Opposites begin to attract,
Shackles start to slowly detach.

Process,
Assess,
Rest,

There is time.
I can find
the time.

I’m not the first to walk this line.
I reach out for your hands with mine.