Consequences of a deep mind

Possibilities

Sometimes when I start to think too deep 

I begin to drown in possibilities 

I forget to breathe

To listen to the breeze 

To the hum 

The constant mumble 

Of the human population 

For not a moment could we ever be silent 

For if not you, then me 

And if not me, then he, or she

Matter not where, but someone, somewhere 

Is letting out that little hum 

That constant drum 

And it's all that I can do, not to hum along 

It matters not to know the tune 

For it's all up to you 

Just imagine all the possibilities 

And let your breathing slow 

Feeling that breeze tickle your knees

Happily drowning 

In just about everything