The Source

I’m an artist

I write love songs

It’s what I do

I write love songs to my friends

Love songs to the rain

I could write love songs about anything and everything

I’m just a flashbang

Brief and sudden

Lighting up the night

For a brief split second

Don’t expect it to last

Real beauty never does

Life dies

Beauty fades into the dust

But out of the dust

is born more beauty

A rose through the thorns

A Lilly from the concrete

Don’t concern yourself with time

As it marches ever on

Don’t concern yourself with age either

Either you’re alive or you’re not

This is a vacation

I’m just a tourist here

Some things I’d like to try

People I’d like to meet

Places I’d like to see

And when it’s all done

I’ll go back to the source