Serene lights flicker.
Silence while you wither.
Thoughts in sync with peace.
Moonglow washing the abyss.

Stand on the balcony of life.
Wonder what it's really like.
Glowing crescent of potential
graces you with loving tension.

There - on the balcony surrounded
by metal that is somewhat founded
by an idea of some everloving peace.
All while you look at the abyss.

Look and ponder.
Look and wonder.
Because looks really
go beyond and yonder.

When it comes
to realizing something,
even if it's really nothing.
Doesn't matter. Never will.

Everloving peace is there
for real.

~SL