What

is it true

do you know how you feel

are you letting go yet

looking another way?

I look down

into the air

no net, no soft landing

Why

do you think

that it will sit

and not fall down

far from the sky

breaking apart

inside

How

is it possible

that we couldnt see

the waiting around

the crack in the wall

When did we get there

to the end of the line

time stops and I cry

more this time, I think

but not so hard

Where did it go?

that beautiful thing

that song, that dream

cloud in the sky floating by

full of rain now

dripping on us

drowned in tears

fears and prayers

What is it

that sound that pulls me

that deep and resonating beat

like a drum, heart, pounding out

a message from one to another

does it travel far enough

or are we now lost.