How reflective your world is,
encompassed within this streaming light.
How chaotic your night must be,
void of this rainbow of various hues.
The street light flickers, as you ride by.
And I can see the smile within your eyes,
the world you pass by.
Not knowing how many things you miss,
not caring truly, you've found your own bliss.
This is the world, this is the peace you see.
That any light in the world can be seen
as a reflection of this peace.
The happiness you find in such a mundane thing,
the world revolves as you will it to,
and you never miss anything.
For you are so unaware
of the sheer pain out there,
in the open air.
And somehow I manage to find comfort there.
