Sun kissed skin and twisted wind 
All makes sense when you look at them
Smell of lavender a wicked mind
A silent prayer without much time 
A soundless hymn
Resounding in the depths of a heart
Taking turns spinning their internal clock
Peace on earth is faltering everyday 
Keeping pace with a dead man's walk
Death soon arriving without delay 
I haven't been around this life long
But I find deep sorrow
 in a story borrowed
By a traveling arrow
Seeking it's final destination
Landing hard in my imagination
Stealing a look in desperation
To avoid my contemplation
Find me under the willow
Watching as the clouds billow
The grass like a soft pillow
The sun shining on all below
This is what I know