What makes me see the way I see?
You don’t have the same view.
There are endless combinations of everything;
What makes sense to me doesn’t make sense to you.
You say I’m blind, just open my eyes.
I’ve seen blind men lead,
And many sighted have stumbled,
The eye reveals what our mind perceives.
Emotions are like waves that gather beneath calm waters.
They rise up high and come crashing down to merge again into stillness.
And clouds that darken and slowly cover and threaten the skies
Last a while and dissipate into thin air like nothing ever changed.
We are at the beginning again and wonder what has happened.
So do not get caught in them.
They can carry you away.
If you let them guide you they will leave you alone and defeated,
But do take thought of them for they are not without a purpose.
Everything created has purpose.