Rambling...again...and again...

Let me paint you a picture,
Show you a dream,
Take you out of this world,
Make you see.

Imagine, you walk on the sky,
The Earth looks down on you,
Time is just a concept, a whim,
Nothing lasts as nothing was.

A book opens up,
Talks to you while it writes,
Religion is not a word,
There is no dictionary.

You paint a picture,
Love what you see,
All the while fading away,
Wishing for what could be.

End to thee

As I leave, should I let you be,

Let you burn, in my hindsight,

Or should I squeeze your wick,

May be just close my eyes,

Pretend the light is gone,

How do I look then,

For a light brighter,

A flame stronger...