Change
Any words that come out of my mouth may seem to be prophetic
And one should not be deceived
Life is found through fault and victory
An experience that is clear as pure water that quenches every thirst
Change that occurs within the human mind is like an atomic bomb
Blowing the Earth to smithereens the same second as detonation
One will find out
Undeniably true at every turn
One cannot say something the listener does not already know
And what is communication for
A gossip, a pastime
Something that is done while bored
Staring at the wall one can find no fault
A dream of dreams is what is faced
Change the dream
And all feelings fall into their place
Knowing is not to know
Belief is to be doubtful
Truth is to tell falsehood
Why act, why speak?
Change
Though no one has yet seen it
It happens to everyone all around
A cosmic sphere hurtling though space a million miles a second
The inconceivable is what sets this generation apart
Beliefs held a thousands years ago are but reference points
For change yet to be had
And one may say the known is clear
That is the only blasphemy
Against God
Against man
Against harmony and love between humans
No answer is the answer
Now is another moment in the future
A past yet to happen
A love yet to be had
One cannot speak
One cannot act
One cannot move nor stand firm
For no ground is sacred nor secure
Shared reality falls away second by second
Almost as if the moon passed the Earth
Never to return
Lights fading, a new light to be found
Within is clear and pure
The only place where man and woman reside
Distorted and discarded we move on from this reality
Change
To be had, to be gotten
Inspiration to be shared
Ignorance to be shown
A light which is always fading and unknown all the time
Man is sailing on a boat headed for a hurricane
A powerful storm sets the path ahead
And a leak is sprung
Only help from the other side may guide the way
Change
Change may change the unknown
It may make the unknown known
The known unknown
And here the way is shown
A thousands pictures
One word
And life has moved on
Another picture, another word is needed to guide the way
May the way not be shown
May life be ever mysterious
May water fall from overhead to heal all that is shown
May fire burn the everlasting frost that has grown
These words are etched into the mountainside of nature and God
To love is to trust
To trust is to love
Vacillation between the two
May yet bring
Change
-Zazzo
Zazzo's Well 