you just might make me believe

what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.

mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.

3:30:00 PM
Thursday, October 27, 2005
bop to the top
having a sense of just leaving everything and just go away to lie down on a small little corner of a field and stare at the beautiful blue sky not caring about anything and everything just stands still for a moment where you realise that it's just between you and God and that the world is really okay and that you feel just like you wanna fly and that you can.


honesty is the best policy