Create

There is a way of observing the world

Tracing the space between lines

Comparing the colors of the tides

And we seek to call it art

But it truly has no name

For it is not art to see

truly see

Yet so few venture to try

I wonder what it is to simply be

To live in the moment 

Without the threat of forgetting 

Always looming

A dark shadow that never leaves the mind

I think it would be nice

To live a day in this world

Without the need to create my own