Just the season...

Nothing new
Nothing old
Nothing said
Nothing told

Inside out
Outside in
Some you loose
Some you win

What you see
Is what you'll be
What you'll be
Is what you see

Observe and see
And know you'll be
Bipolar free
Eternally

What deep so dwell
Is not your hell
It's just Divine
To walk that line

The in-between
As rarely seen
A story told
Of silent gold

So where you're at
Just remember that
All birds don't fly
You may ask why

It's no big deal
Of broken seal
The sky's no limit
Don't try to dim it

The love-light shows
Which way it goes
Not too uncertain
Behind the curtain

The mountain top
To get there up
And by to fly
In bluest sky

It's just yourself
Get out that shelf
To hold it now
Your soul allow

...

There might be no reason
Perhaps it's just the season