Thoughts

As fragile as a rose made of glass
The moonlight seeps through the window in a mad rush
And cascades down tears shed too long ago

It's been over two years
And there's nothing left to say
But thanks

And all the tension just seems to slip away
As the glass shatters onto the ground
And you fall

But moonlight still shines deeper in me
And I, seemingly alone,
Walk the barren land that whispers in the wind

The same motifs
The same people
The same heartache

The same wretched sound that pierces my ears
Becomes music that is so simple
But so beautiful

And storm clouds might brew on the horizon
And the sun is too far away
But light would still break through

The ocean waves nearly go over my head
And take me out to the sea alone
But the calm comes back and the tide releases me

As fragile as a smile
And as hard as a promise
A promise made on a collapsing bridge

As magnificent as the sun
And sometimes, sometimes,
As dark as the moon

The essence of everything on this damn desert
Makes sense
And puts itself in the open for the blind to see

It's given so much
With so little in return
Through centuries of endless fighting

Can't we see?
Or are we blind as well?
Can't walls still be broken down?

As fragile as a summer day
A window pane covered in frost
The still glassy view of a lake not yet hit by wind

As mental as a tornado
That ripped through the hearts of homes
And as mindless as humanity

As fragile as a single note
That suspends from a piano
Then leads into an orchestra of beauty

Moonlight still comes out just enough to show itself
Show ourselves
As fragile as we may be

As fragile as a rose made of glass
Moonlight still makes its way through
Through the clouds that cover the skies overhead

Sunlight still makes it out
Through the terrible storm
And gives that fragile smile once again
As light as a feather can possibly be
As fragile as a shaft of sunlight
As fragile as a rose made of glass

Moonlight comes in as a mad rush
And lays it head gently down on our hands together
And does not shatter