i hear nothing in my ear but your voice.
heart has plundered mind of its eloquence.
Love writes a transparent calligraphy, so on
the empty page my soul can read and recollect
Which is worth more, a crowd of thousands,
or your own genuine solitude?
Freedom, or power over an entire nation?
A little while alone in your room
will prove more valuable than anything else
that could ever be given you.
balance the Sun and the Moon …
I sit on the floor,
leaning against my bed,
Needing to hear my own voice,
silence envelopes me.
The stillness of me is liberating.
I’d rather not drown in the melody of another.
I can get to know you
but in silence,
until I’m ready.
Harmony awaits me.
peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learned.
i am OsiRis RiSinG
I know better.
So, I want better.