Written: December 14, 2011

I knelt down on damp ground, my knees getting moist
I saw a lone mushroom within a scene of grass,
It was alive and alone without its kin
Was I to pick it up and eat it or leave it be to live
Around me was the voices of humanity,
Ever constant, ever running. Never stopping
Closing my eyes I heard the voices of a many people
So many conversations, so many resolutions and promises
So many aims, ideals and words
My hands reached up to the ever-present skies overcast with promise of rain
And the incessant noise grew as if the highway of humanity was reaching out to me
And slowly but surely and firmly I took control.
Images delivered a canvas in my head. Of women I loved
Of women who broke my heart
Myriads and testaments
My hands clenched into fists and rose higher into the grey clouds
The million voices vanished, and silence delivered forth
For you and I are on a digital landscape,
But don't lose your essence, your presence
Don't change for someone, don't become what you never wanted too
And if that person cannot accept you for who you are
Then it is their loss, not yours
Don't go awash, lose your textures in the constant running of a digital landscape
Do not fear to be nothing but the best for yourself
Don't go awash, don't open fractures and lose yourself
You and I will change like the seasons
You and I will merge and diverge
You will grow older, and the beauty will fade
I will not fade but grip you in your hardest time and speak
"I am always here in beauty or pain, in death or life"
Don't go awash in this digital landscape
That humanity has painted like an unfinished canvas
Take my hand, grip it tight, walk with me
Let me show you wonders that can befall you and I
You and I will change like the seasons
Look up and see the sun peek thru the clouds
Smiling down at us
You are not what you think you are
I am not what you want me to be
I am simply me
Find yourself and then you will find me at your side
Don't go awash in this digital landscape,
Oh yeah, don't!
I will always be there at your side, like the rain is to clouds
And the sun is to the Earth
As the incessant noise of humanity tappers ever forward
Please pledge to me this one promise -
Don't go awash in this digital landscape