Lyrical Poetry by Beau Bishop©

We are steering on a path in a maze we can’t defy
Clearly when we laugh we begin to feel that high
So grasp your sky before it turns into a storm
Like being born and to finally find your form
Big bangs and big theories can clearly be confusing
We are all from here… where we stand our legs aren’t moving
Living in my mind through a body of movement
Geography will find my degrees with slow improvement

When searching where… is the present resenting the future?
Open it to find out how… and never be a reproacher
Graveyards are empty; prepared for some to sleep
Where do we go from here if death is what we keep?
Tests above us all… questions are being solved
Rest but don’t fall… let summers’ thunders brawl
If we leave can we enter… beliefs are ruleless
Needs are with answers… but the truth is still useless

Stare at a baby’s face; imagine what it is choosing
Like our sun is in space without a trace of abusing
All along our gone are pre-existent
This is a fact but seems to be morally distant
A simple time-traveller moves milliseconds at a time
Resembles dark matter… air is yours and mine
No goodbyes to highs and hellos to lows
Even without time our minds would still grow

If heaven exists, from there where could we go?
A clear given fear is hard to steer when we meet a foe
No roads or bridges… only oceans once frozen
Illusions of evolution we can chose as our potion
From souls to spirits… ghosts never born
Imagination clears our time of ‘here’ with nothing to mourn
A message to leave this world is done without a key
Lessons learned and fulfilled with love… that’ll always be free