"it All"

As it all once again repeats, Retreating my soul Into my reminiscences; Back into my echoing laments, I once again try to avoid it all, I try to elude myself, But realize that it all again Grasps me back to the mystified beginning, I search and search For the “happy” past I thought I had, For the moments I thought would sympathize, But now it all made it seem that, I’m living in disguise, It all might live within me, It all now is a part of me, Esoteric though, to some People it might be, …………… Now that I know That one’s shadow only fades When it’s intended not to be seen, I always close my eyes And try to dream, And… Here I am right now, Staring outside my kitchen’s balcony, Contemplating all these birds Flutter their pinions in And out of an enormous tree… It all made me smile, It all made me leave the balcony And go run around that tree… Like all these birds, It all made me flutter my pinions, And fly…