I saw a statue made of stone.
That gave me looks of one alone.
A man with eyes that I had known.
through thoughts inside to me he'd shown.
His answeres true; to questions false.
Ones greater fears within the waltz.
And at great shame will flinch and flicker
For in great lies come answeres quicker.
He'll stand in silence surrounded by thought
Trading bliss for ignorance; keeping peace at trott.
And in my calm; I see his beauty.
His attention fleeting; his thoughts; his duty.
My eyes are wandering void of expression.
As things are clearer and centered direction.
I see him again as something to watch
Inanimate object; a thing; a crutch.