vagabondprophet:

Carried by the Wind

If you bleed out

Of all our veins,

I’ll still see you

In every drop that rains.

We can fill almost anything

Except this hole inside,

But I filled it once before

I filled it with the tide.

We go nowhere fast

Our swings don’t meet your pars.

I get farther than before

When I look unto your stars.

Our hearts are filled with sorrows

We sing songs of glee,

I find comfort in the rising waves

Of your endless see.

Our roots go so shallow

And we still think we’re ready,

The roots of your trees deeper

They are far more steady.

I find solace in an island

Under the burning sun,

It says I can survive

That there is hope in one.

When I see clouds approaching

I don’t know what they’re bringing

But I know you’ve sent them

To stop my ears ringing.

I looked at these mountains

And to me they have spoken,

They said you’re unshakeable

That you can’t be broken.

With our legs we run and trip

And get our knees skinned,

If we could just stop trying

We’d be carried by your wind.

– Vagabond Prophet

– Another really old one from ten years ago that I found in an old journal. That’s the last oldie I promise.