Reality

If I could speak to the breeze What would she teach? I'd ask politely for peace Or some guidance at least Perhaps she'd tell me to leave Conceal the secrets in the air that I breathe If I could speak to the sea What would she preach? I'd ask her what does it mean, to know the depths of belief? Perhaps she'd guide me beneath Reveal the meaning in the fathoms unseen Then they'd say reality, was never for me Reality, was never for me, never for me If I could speak to the trees What would they plea? I'd watch the wind thieve their sees Lend them moments to grieve Perhaps they'll bleed just like me Deliver their message in the words that I read If I could speak to the leaves What would they heed? I'd ask them what do they seek? As they descend from the trees Perhaps they'd rest at my feet Administer healing in the tea that I drink Then they'd say reality, was never for me Reality, was never for me, never for me How am I to understand Everything I am If I don't look beyond the thoughts I have? Learning that it takes some time To separate the mind And I just wonder now If all that I have ever known Is all that I was ever shown Questioning who sees behind these eyes Maybe If I find a reason, that lasts beyond the seasons I'd ask if reality was ever for me Reality, was never for me, never for me If I could see the supreme What would he think? If he stood in front of me, would I believe? He'd ask me to take a sit Pour us a drink And show me all I could be