Given life
We move around

Solitude
Reach for light
Rich...
Or slight...
We move around

We move around

One searches
For the sake of searching
Clearly then
Stunbling...
Falling...
Lurching...
We move...

We move around

  A supurb point of reference detected
  becomes absured with a moments reflection
  leaves one a simple thought
  not sagging with the excess weight of excess baggage
  and we move around

We move around

One thinks then
...Jinks
...Then stands at a brink
Finds a key...
And stinking of revelation
...drinking in exaltation
We move...

We move...around

No need
To prove
No one around
No one
...but
You to stand your
...ground

We move around

Don't you know its all right...
...To be wrong thus you grow be amused and be strong

  The acceptance of error with grace
  Is to refuse to be vain and so afraid of losing face
  This fear drives one further into what one thinks
  To be a race of life...or death
  Or simply take another breath
  Of nature's...air now...
  Which is fair now...
  Which is to be alive
  To move

We move around