change is in the air
I can taste it on my tongue
feel it in the breeze
Rustled dust, something unsettled
Waiting to unfold
It's under my skin
Boiling in my blood
New truths emerge
images shatter and morph
A flower waiting to bloom
It was always there
Ready to awaken
waiting for a spark
to alight the fire
I can taste it on my tongue
feel it in the breeze
Rustled dust, something unsettled
Waiting to unfold
It's under my skin
Boiling in my blood
New truths emerge
images shatter and morph
A flower waiting to bloom
It was always there
Ready to awaken
waiting for a spark
to alight the fire
pickle_puppy:
ahhh, did you get stuck in Edmonton or are you a native like me?!