My eyes saw the top of the world
But my mind fell off the curve, and tumbled into the cacophony of foreshadowed revolution.
Where ideas spoke all too loudly,
And my mind, though lost, kept to itself and slipped deeper into this perilous journey
Still my mind’s curious ponders ventured only into
the scourge of the unknown. And ponders turned to wonders and wonders to revolution.
The eternal fall
bustled with murmurs of hidden secrets not kept. and my mind thankfully stayed quiet.
It’s revolution a daring secret kept.
And if temptingly spoken, it was bound to be stolen.
The silence my mind kept became
the bravest leap in a land filled with loud.