Devil Inside

when the wilder walks in the forests of green
the transient color to the sights i've seen
in truth, the devil beware
to the shadows that mix with the light in the air
in these sights, in these sounds
i seek my fortunes, in the world outside these beliefs
and as i walk, in the chaos of these dreams
the wildest moments in me, wakes to the unrest, which gleams
by the chorus of song
sounds, seeking a place, amid the trees, where my soul belongs
i raise my head up on high
to grow, to know, to flow
in the rhyme eternal, the hum on the horizon still
for a moment, all connects and shines
then in a flicker, seems to burn right out
to fade, as the day reaches its end
i move through these thoughts, this dream of our days
in a moment, long past today, as tomorrow is the glory of unknowns
that my mind yearns to know, and so i continue to float
to glide, high up on high in the tree tops of my mind
on this very night, as light is turned away
and i, seeking such fortune, as fortune is to be found
in the wildest of colors, that swim in the air all around
as i let go, feel the flow, I close my eyes, and I do know
that i will see tomorrow yet in me
before the day has gone from the world i see
for in this life, is in this flight
i shall be found, in the shadow's arm that are outstretched
on the ground below, in the wildest forests, scattered in dream
all comes together, in the devilish thoughts in me