yet all is reflection, there may be no denial
all my sins lay at unrest in the past
still till this day the pain still lasts
the mistakes iv made, i know them best
how does one go on living.. with no regrets
when its only me an always us
when its in my head what can i trust
we like cosmic dust
scattered farther then any eyes can see
the entanglement that our lives let be
somewhere beyond the depths of the sea
something calls out deep within me
who am i if only me
what else may there be
all these thoughts spiral
overtaking the sun
fire and ice
realization of one
struggling through all the layers of me in you
an unfolding lotus of the becoming truth