by Chris Willett
Sometimes it’s time.
Sometimes it’s timeÂ
Sometimes it’s timeÂ
it’s time to go take a look, look off the cliff, look into the abyssÂ
see what there is to be seenÂ
sometimes it’s time.
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go take a look, let’s see what my eyes, your eyes  our eyes see
let’s go take a look.
I think I’m hiding, but everything is watching
The birds, the trees, the insects, the clouds,Â
The scene and the unseen the known and the unknowable it’s all watching.Â
Let’s go take a look with baby eyes.Â
Why do I hide? Why do I hide? Why do I hide when everything is watching?
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
If I truly look, I will see something that helps me wake up so I can fall asleep again.Â
Let’s go take a look.