Connections

When the absolute settles down in your mind,
you search for what you can not find.
So much that is at cost,
so much that has been lost.
But with each night there is a day,
with every overwhelming sea,
sits a calm bay.

I sit and wonder,
babel,
and cry.
Feel like I am falling,
and learning to fly.

I am strong,
and I will fight.
But how much longer,
will we wait for our flight.

When the sunset finally clears your thoughts,
and your hearts loosens from its knots.
Will there be another day,
or will there be a price to pay.