Gone Far The Light Flitters In And Out ~1st.

I found above me in passing

something certain

to exit is almost completely lost

sitting thru the rain staring into space

flashing between the trees

can I bring it back

can I bring it down 

can I bring it on

daylight and real pictures

thru chance to be cool

a white mist what covers

this whole world 

tumbling after

I'm climbing

a road up into

mountain views

silently snows 

and it is as little as big was

the glossy birds firstly off

moon falls seen

as far as your eye

can see pages

that flooded onto

the daylight

closing my eyesight

why don't you

turn it on the lights

and that was rather it

the end of that

dream right outta

the past you've seen 

what they'll do

moving leaves

onto the memory banks is kind

I'm stretching my mind

more then my hollar out there

the scencery around 

the river winding

the rush of green grass 

sprung in meanings

stones and roses

revived many for

storms exposed

at entrances of states indoors

of times I enjoyed

mine raised words up

in air and birds in air

unthreaded on

holds me to in tune, too

appearances beautiful thru

all places very shiny

faded on dances

best ledges this reaches

the daylight

why don't you

turn it on the lights

on the reading along

wings wide

on staircases into finding

spaces longing

unprepared portals

you don't care

I keep going

where you go

founded another day

so far my heart

staying unknowingly

this is on going like

an unforeboding

ride down Falls

afloats in and out

good and bad

discovers explores

parallels many see

vacant walls

around stumps

stands on removing

night and day

onto ways brighter

into living lines

are you sure

delivering daylight

and real pictures

thru chance passes

something certain

this is on going

are like trees thereby flowing

breezes of rivers 

given, broken, uncovers

words up in air

heard in air

silently snows

it is as little as big

the glossy birds firstly off

suddenly spoken

where ago long ago

wings worn 

madly needed badly

it's wearing down me

goes nearer to some 

the fountain

although confused

diving in I saw

unknowingly 

unwanted untill

I ever will see and meet

fills in me by my sheets

own blank verses 

these own illusions 

my own importance

lay upon this 

higher grounds 

Please, stay upon sweet beam

higher grounds 

in daylight go

flashing between

are like trees flowing

thereby breezes of rivers growing

became the best thing

I ever will see