Things get clear when I feel free
When whatever next comes easily
When gentle hands give life to me
When your eyes fill with tiny tears

When I'm this still you are my life
So at ease in the midnight sky
But my insides will look like war
Paralysed except through my thought

You live and you love
So why so sad
Dependent on above
Searchin' for the dead sea scrolls

But I'll stick myself together again
Spirit so low I no longer pretend

You have broken through my armour and I don’t have an answer
I love you all the same
I paint the things I want to see but it don’t come easy
Indeed you had stole the sun from my heart
Oooohhh..

Not sure where this is coming from but sometime listening to
your thoughts and comments, came a short little
came.

So there is this cave, dark and scary on the other
side is a treasure, out side there is a man who is
battered and sitting scratching his head another man
is watching an the battered man say's, "I would not go
in there if I where you there is a bear" So the second
man climbs over the mountain to seek the treasure.

Which man is wise?

Seems as both have different types of wisdom
One from observing and trusting believing what he
sees.
The other's wisdom for experience his scares.
What if the second man had not paid attention thinking
it was a trick to keep him for the treasure Hmmm?

Will either find the treasure?

How often we are each of these men (or women) in our
lives
All of which can give us what we can use in life....
wisdom.

Hope this makes sense, as it is just a reflection

Much love