Inside my heart are four forevers.
One is my occupation. The second is my speech.
The third is a flower. The fourth is a grain of sand.
The flower grows out of the grain of sand.
The speech determines the occupation.
The occupation is the outlet that calms.
The calm is a little louder than silence.
The men and women speak a little louder than the calm.
I am all those who have this occupation when I am done.
I am all the words that these men and women speak.
The grain of sand is silence.
The flower is all the songs that are being sung.