In the colours of your rainbow,
I lost the colours of my being.
In the shifting sands of your time,
I lost grains I had picked up.

When you flow by my side,
I erode, and become one with you.
The silence of my existence,
Lost in the cacophony of motion.

With me you play hide-and-seek
And yet guide me when I'm lost.
Your stillness is like a deep mirror
Taking me to my forgotten past.

You're always there, and yet never.
When you I seek, you disappear.
I waited for union with you, but
Only to realise we never parted.

The dust raised by the falling tree 

Once had me blinded, helpless 

My cries were buried by the noise 

Of the earth shaking under its weight. 

Today, it feels like a burden has lifted 

And my soul, once again, takes flight

Into hopes that seemed impossible 

Into dreams that once seemed dead. 

There is still remorse, of course, 

This moment has passed into oblivion. 

But my being feels re-assured that

This heart hasn't lost the ability to feel.

Love is pain, and pain is love,

And love is also the light of day. 

And therefore i must live it, love it, 

For as long as in this world I'll stay.

I am your reflection, in the waters of time.

Every part of me shaped by what we were.

A slave of the past, of your memories,

Perhaps chained forever by your reflection?

Your reflection infinite like the sky

It expands, and I forever expand with it.

From hell to heaven, ocean to sun,

The entire creation is in its play.

And therefore you have set me free,

From the bondage of my mortality.

Today my back faces you, my love

I am, however, only your reflection.

Where do these streets take me? 

Once brimming with hope, 

They now brood. 

Once running into the future, 

They now look back. 

Into the darkest corners of me

Into what I don't want to see 

Into who I don't want to be. 

These streets might consume me. 

Once harbinger of change,

Now more of the same. 

Once a glorious new dream, 

Now a sleepless night. 

A night of painful introspection. 

A night of solitary confinement. 

A night of desperation. 

But I wait, now, patiently, 

For an absolution that always came. 

I wait for change to being me out. 

But there lurks a fear deep within 

What if it doesn't arrive this time?