Thursday, July 29, 2010

Seeds to Sprout

Go sing too loud.
Make your voice break, sing it out.
Go scream, do shout,
Make an earthquake...

You wish fire would die and turn colder.
You wish young eyes could see you grow older.

Go drum too proud.
Make your hands ache, play it out.
Go march through crowds
Make your day break...

You wish silence released noisy drummers.
You wish white noise surrendered to summers.

Just let yourself fall into landslide.
Just let yourself give into flood tide.

Tie strings to clouds.
Make your own lake, let it flow
Throw seeds to sprout.
Make your own break, let them grow.

You wish surprise would never stop wonders.
You wish sunrise would never fall under.
We should always know that we can do anything...