I found a picture you sent in Nothing ends

There is a look behind the eyes

Thats been glaring through the heart

of men since the beginning

of this lustful

everything

It sings and whispers

Of timeless truths forgotten

and lost behind the

plain sight of

movement

It screams with dense silence

It's washed in smothering chaos and

It breathes with perfect stillness

Through the midnight of

My reckoning

The look tells you

that she hasn't seen it all

But shes looked on so much more than you

And the wisdom in this is worn

Like a knife

Through the hole it opens

it reachs down inside and flips

a light in you that changes

Things forever

It makes you question if anything

has ever been so real and wonder

what life must taste like in the

final resting place of

prayers