Silent on the bus,
I am looking out,
looking in.
These passers by.
Each face like a rose.
Distinct colour, perfect form,
A future, a past
Demonstrating unique grace.
In this moment of love
I can see an ocean in London
It pushes and pulls
In harmonious rhythm
I am the bird of peace
With aching wings for everything
and everyone.
Singing a love song for all things.
