Parallels

Changing the meaning of what it means to be seen A jar full of honey just waiting for bees Quietness waits, suspenseful speaks List of life goals, pencil for each Sharpen the nib while losing the lead Wrinkles on face, we have wisdom instead Feel the rough of each cloud and the air of each breath The parting of tide, the move of your chest Like a wick once lit, forever blackened Inside the very tick of every living second Lies a spark of magic no magician can imagine No feeble form can fathom Just love within our hearts forever longing to be answered Let our spirit gyrate free like the pelvis of late Elvis May we toast a drink to sir Hendrix See through the eyes of Steve Wonder Feel each note like rolling thunder, precisely placed melody Compiled with ease for the love of music we can not see It might just cause our mind to freeze We should let past move back like breeze Art decayed within our dreams Sat for fact some centuries Why make presumptions of decency When stories told just say one piece Don't ignite war, just fight for peace