Beyond the shimmering abyss of Time
I lie in wait, knees bent
Fingertips grazing the lowest part of Earth.
Taking a moment to inhale suspends Schönheit
and I am once again
Locked onto the wheel of Time
Splayed out like the Vitruvian Man
Hands connected to expectations
Obligations weight heavy on my Heart
It would be useless to move
The neverending motion of the Wheel
Gives the impression of stillness
Amongst the Mind's thrashing frenzy
and the slow trickle of blood is simply a sign
of the dangers of resistance
Oh, how I yearn to lie in wait
Beyond the ever spinning wheel of Time
