Through a hole in the clouds looks forth the eye watching the waves lick my feet and the wind, blow them dry From my beach, within its reach wind and water, climbs the tide insects scurry, leaves shake with fury Watching, watching is the eye It blinks and dark, goes the sky but watching still, is the eye a broken shell cuts my toe drawing blood from a stone As the sun sinks in the sky my eye sees, as I get high I see all, and the tide draws a tear from my eye and I weep for Atlas for we're all oblivious, you and I Brick by brick, foundations laid Does the eye watch us play? All day long, bricks are thrown into endless rows of glass homes Their debris falls like jagged rain and rings out in caustic chimes wounding those within their homes This is eternity, a second, time I am a rock and will be tossed by many hands, with all my might into the lake, into the I into the air, and into the night Through a hole in the clouds the moon is humble and full it pulls the water from my feet leaving a pile of stones The eye, the I, in the sky will sleep tonight within the mind Under the night, and gazing sight Forever we kill, lust and fight
another good lunar verse. I really dig this! Its profound and the rhythm makes it really fun to read.
