before it was a blur like the fog that covered my way out once. now i understand that the sky needs praise for it's up high. i look and wonder if there could be much more up there. i look and wonder if there could be a song that no one has heard before. that no one has ever played before. i look and wonder. before it was a pass for me to think of the place beyond. where dreams and wants are just a wish on a coin at hand. now i understand that the well is deep and sometimes it is dark. that even how many coins you've tossed away they could be lost and can never ever be found. now i understand. before it was a book filled with the thoughts of another mind trying to invade and influence my own. before it was the twisted plot of a raging poem. before it was a painted paragraph that was meant not to be understood. but now i understand. the cup is full, the well is empty and there aren't any more coins. but tomorrow it will be a different day. a different road and a different way...the cloud is ripe, the rain may fall and the rain may wash the dirt, the doubts. the rain may clear the way. now i really do understand. the sun never comes late as summer and fall, winter and spring, with its much awaited rain begins. that awakens the dormant tulips in my own garden. now i really knew, that nature's beauty comes in circles and makes our hearts anew...thanks little Blake for your fabulous art, wrong spelling and all :) i luv it!
