Carry me with you now
Only you can make me see
That joined we're not invisible
Not like the air we breathe
For reasons I cannot remember precious time I did concede.
Buried in the sand or set adrift in the salty sea?
I own the burning stars and moon,
I own them in my head
In silent times I pray to them
Beginning becomes the end
One of these days we'll understand
A certain personal significance.
It's too obscure to look for now
As all things evolve.