As Below So Above

there’s a vintage green car

blue roses decorate my attic

or are the roses black? white?

the car is green

my favorite color is green

or is it blue? it has always been blue

the sky isn’t anymore

all i see is you

i mean me

reflections of the sea

of my mother 

of nature

i’m young

ancestrally mature

pain is required for growth

speak to me

i’m here to relieve

listen to me

accept my peace

magic is belief

i see shades of abstract vision

why do you say I’m blind?

look me in the eyes

eye-to-eye

an eye for an eye

we only see half the scene

i follow the constellations

the tides