No One Said It'd Be Easy

You come and go. Think. Listen. Feel.
There's often a silence accompanying most of it. Does it ever occur to you? Yes, no?
Realisation is always hindsight oriented. What's so wrong with the present?
Perhaps an epiphany is the way to go. Or maybe, ease is elusive. 

In Between

I'll sing songs

Because the words flow

Undone in song

Come together

I'll paint moon lit nights

Because the colours spill over

Unsung in hues

Free forever