Elephant Line

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Elephant Line


I went waiting on the elephant line,

It never seems to be on time

As interest turns to anticipation,

It never can be on time

So we wait,

For it to arrive

We wait,

For the meaning, we'll find.

Blinded by mistakes

When moving to our fate

What's true, will shine through

We wait,

For it to arrive

We wait,

For the meaning, we'll find.

Interest

Interest is a subtle reminder that's nearly unrecognizable

A thought on the tip of the tongue

It hides just beneath the surface,

And arrives when it is least expected

It is designed to take its time

The longer it takes, the more it builds

It comes as a surprise

Connecting the unconnected

And when it finally makes itself known

It provides focus with flashes and flickers

When it finally makes itself known

It brings what's been missing

Once transformed from what is that, to who is that

It turns to anticipation and starts the pull.