Posted by Six on February 15, 1999 at 20:42:23:
At once
The world changes colour
The silver and the glitter dissolve into another
Leaving behind the whiteness
Of a sunny day
Her crying is only mellow music
In an arched doorway
His sighing simply a breeze
Across a river’s bank
The grass is always green
The sky is always blue
Although sometimes hazy fantasy
Upon a moment’s glance
Wrapped in plastic sheets of technology
Smothered in material possessions
Trapped between tender hearts
Swollen eyes and bruised souls
We often forget:
The grass is always green
The sky is always blue
And we all live in the whiteness
Of a sunny day.