Panorama

[naathyn]

Panorama

For the light that couldn't be held in a fishbowl,
And for the pain that couldn't ever be desired,
For the emotions that never grew in you,
And for the ice cold as fire.

For the colours that couldn't fit on a canvas,
And for the canvas that couldn't fit in your heart,
For the starting point that never had an end,
And for the ending point that never had a start.

For the sunflowers that never reached the sun,
And for the rose that never grew thorns,
For the water that never reached the rivers,
And for the beast that never grew horns.

For the words that never had a meaning,
And for the sound that was never received,
For those many souls who stay,
And for those few bodies that leave.