Seeking Sanity~

Pandora's box has been tightly sealed 
remnants of what once was 
is scattered now in northerly winds 
...vision is lost 

Dying time wages on 
like a war between 
decay and the stillborn 

Fighting something that 
cannot be seen 
while loving with third eye open 
...soul retrieval countdown 

Drifting between yesterday 
and today 
That is where the sun meets moon 

Survival of the fetus hidden inside the blind 
spots of a road overly traveled 
leaves healing as the daily mantra 
...be reborn or die 

So black and white is the palate 
of this life 
...the answers lie in the dark side of the moon 

Seeking Sanity~