The Understanding.

I used to write more about
the little sweet and happy things in life
Yes, I did
This was when almost everything
was understandable in the day by day
Now I see the harsh and naked truth
I see the horizon so hazy
As my mind
The sky may be clear
May be blue of harmony so
As the sea
But higher there, the wind is thicker and cold,
the storms are usual, there has no calm,
because the silence belongs to even higher above,
Out of the atmosphere,
not here, not even close.

So I guess I got into another state of thinking and writing
So I guess this is where really is the understanding
So I guess this is what our lives within fates are really about.