Pieces

There are words that can not be translated into any language known by man

If these words should make a poem

Only the trees will understand





There are colors that the eye cant see

That emanates from you and me

When we drift to the land of dreams

We find out what life really means



There are places deep inside our minds

Thats seldom people seek or find

They say "i see" but in fact are blind

To pieces that were left behind