Parallels

Changing the meaning of what it means to be seen
A jar full of honey just waiting for bees
Quietness waits, suspenseful speaks
List of life goals, pencil for each
Sharpen the nib while losing the lead
Wrinkles on face, we have wisdom instead

Feel the rough of each cloud and the air of each breath
The parting of tide, the move of your chest

Like a wick once lit, forever blackened
Inside the very tick of every living second
Lies a spark of magic no magician can imagine
No feeble form can fathom
Just love within our hearts forever longing to be answered

Let our spirit gyrate free like the pelvis of late Elvis
May we toast a drink to sir Hendrix
See through the eyes of Steve Wonder

Feel each note like rolling thunder, precisely placed melody
Compiled with ease for the love of music we can not see
It might just cause our mind to freeze
We should let past move back like breeze
Art decayed within our dreams

Sat for fact some centuries
Why make presumptions of decency
When stories told just say one piece
Don't ignite war, just fight for peace