'Paint a picture'

When I was half as tall I was lower than my current fall
As i have grown through my past
my intellect now decides its own path


my capacity for emotion has increased
but my ability of grounded stability
has scattered through the weave
of my 'imagination'
and the unperceived


My story of life has
lost its simple definition
as new goals are achieved
I destroy the old composition


to chase a greater belief


One constant is always the same
my centre of my world
My own balance that cannot fail
it grows without betrail
my sanctuary between it all


now I want to make everything tie in

make my knots and clots
create my personal picture of me


A story of everything that I have seen

a picture of words, feelings and dreams
underlaid with a weave
Like the spiders sanctuary


this is my perception

each connection

is wear I have chosen to lead


the worlds perception of the devision
stays still in time and truth
with a beautiful flower or tree

that grows from the intersection

of my two interconecting roots


It blossims from my out streatched beliefs
into the world
of positivity


Different paths of feeling and whim
moving from the central feeling in me
following all that I believe
and out into the world
to enter
everything


This how i perceive the world
a web of natures grounded beings
interconnected by my sole
stories that link up
and some that still need to grow


...Prenton...