Fragments, scents, sights,
Its blurry and vivid,
It's revealing and deceptive!
Sitting, standing, walking,
Still motion, but we're running.
Cannot tell time,
We're always early, but late.
You think you know,
But you don’t.
You think they don’t know,
And they do.
What one does not know
Some others do.
We're always missing pieces,
Fragmentations.
We're always asking about intention,
Meaning,
Explanation,
And yes this world is small,
But we're unlimited,
There are infinite fragments,
There are endless perceptions.
We're always early, and always late.
Its blurry and vivid,
It's revealing and deceptive!
Sitting, standing, walking,
Still motion, but we're running.
Cannot tell time,
We're always early, but late.
You think you know,
But you don’t.
You think they don’t know,
And they do.
What one does not know
Some others do.
We're always missing pieces,
Fragmentations.
We're always asking about intention,
Meaning,
Explanation,
And yes this world is small,
But we're unlimited,
There are infinite fragments,
There are endless perceptions.
We're always early, and always late.