Alone With My Thoughts

Alone With My Thoughts  

Alone with my thoughts  

Sitting on a rock 

Blue sky singing above 

Desert sand crying below 


The wind starts a conversation 

In a language of circles and squares 

Revealing the secrets lost in the past 

And visions lost in the future 


I have nothing to add 

I vomit my I 

Nothing but blue sky 

And red sand 

One with the wind 

Language disappears 
A cheetah appears 

Running from ghosts 


Darkness attacks 

Night wins the battle 

Black is as bright as white 

Alone with my thoughts