There’s no time for this…
They’re not going to understand, there is no point;
in telling, them.
This, is for you; you alone.
You know, you understand… I knew it, the moment, I saw you.
I do not know, not really. I am not sure, I understand, either. But I know what I see, perhaps. The same as yourself; we are just separated, in time.
It does not matter, however since you are here, I can tell you something, I’ve found. It might help you, but that’s not up, to me.
Please tell me, what is this, whats happened, to me?
Do not be, tempted; do not put labels onto this, or invest yourself in explanations of it. You can not change anything, rather you can, but changing it, changes it.
Losing your mind, can make you mad, or not; depending on this.
Have you seen the trees, how they sway in the breeze?
Have you seen the sky, the way, it breathes?
There are lights in the forest, shadows of the valley, creatures on the mountainside…
A drifting, cloud
The passing stranger waves
We will talk, again…
But, you’re dying.
I’ll see you soon