Speaking of which

• If there is a way
• To speak, it is to pray.
• Ideas don't come across
• Without some vital loss.
• I met with how and who, 1
• They told me what to do.
• I kneeled to kiss the sky, 2
• But stopped to wonder why.
• I traded thoughts for words
• To fly as free as birds.
• I went to the extremes.
• I traded all my dreams.
• I gave away my soul
• To make the rest more whole. 3
• The silence that I found
• Means more than any sound.
• I ran away from white
• Like shadows in the night.
• I ran away from you,
• And red, yellow and blue.
• Now everything is black.
• And grey will not come back.
• The future, like before,
• Is gone for evermore.
• What we put in words,
• Changes till it hurts.
• Ignorance is bliss. 4
• I don't miss what I miss.
• So all I have to say
• Has to stay that way.
• Once it has been said,
• The colours will be dead.

1. Also read about Kipling and his six honest serving-men.
2. Listen to U2 and their Mysterious ways.
3. Compare in Shakespeare, Hamlet, the prince's dying words “The rest is silence”.
4. Compare in Orwell, 1984, the party slogan “Ignorance is strength”.