cast iron duckling
cast iron duckling
resting in the morning fog
a stream of light falls
cast iron duckling
resting in the morning fog
a stream of light falls
focus on the end
attention on getting there
exhale and release
on transition's edge
to watch as the change transforms
orange into black
sitting in the quiet
watching stars drift into light
birth of a new day
stories of your life
which ones have your collected
scars are the sound track
when confusion reigns
attention is free to roam
clarity is lost
just to close me eyes
for a moment be quiet
silence the chaos
to be a dragon
stake claim to that which is yours
go amass your hoard
a moment in time
caught up with all the others
the smell of raindrops
i'm breaking again
fragments just slipping away
weary to the bone