
above looking down
what’s seen not that different
just the perspective
hidden in the reflection
the looker that’s always there

above looking down
what’s seen not that different
just the perspective
hidden in the reflection
the looker that’s always there

to find some beauty
in ordinary moments
is to be alive

the world’s not enough
neither’s our time together
only love’s enough
when only deeds have credence
what will our life stories say