Over where the bamboo sways
And the leaves fall down like rain
We stand there,
We stand there,
I reach I reach,
We grasp,
Hold on, we'll be there soon,
Hold on, I'll get there someday.
Far from the river, through the trees,
Rain puddles on the pavement like fallen leaves,
I stand here,
I stand here, and stare.
With my eyes I watch the dust of that
Not worth paining for,
Crumble, recede, fade away.
Hold on,
Hold on.
Look alive.
Eye open, eye wake,
Fade away fade away,
Don't,
Look down.
We'll get there soon,
No matter how real or illusionary it all seems,
Just don't look down.
They'll carry you.
Above all else, remember not to die.
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2. Looking For What Tomorrow May Bring
PuisiThis is the second book in potentially what will amount to a series of books over my life. Unfolding the next chapter of life, as things move on forward towards a gateway that brings greater things, things greater than I. I have to stop and wonder...
