it just takes a breeze to stir up the lake’s surface and disrupt the calm
the flower opens for only a few short days and that is enough
chaos is the rule and we respond with order or with more chaos
just as the thunder follows the lightning, chaos is followed by calm
lying in a field watching the clouds do nothing all thoughts just slip by
the aging process brings with it slow decay and doesn’t make a sound
we barely notice but our ancestors saw a sky full of fire
it seems arrogant but sometimes the boldest one shows others the way
even though we think we can defy gravity we know we cannot
set aside function and the shapes all around you take on new meanings
uptown jack 