Sound in Mind

Sound in Mind

I'm walking, on a stroll of "hope to find."
Wishing, will you ever show your sign?
I don't care why, I just wanna know when
to listen, to hear your singing in my mind.
Existence, eavesdropping on all time.
It's in the now, and I wanna know how
to bring in, all things singing and your love.
The ringing, flinging out the unheard-of.
I don't care who, I just wanna stay true
to listening, hearing all your hallowed words.
Pretending, they're meaningful to me.
I don't believe I just wanna receive
your wisdom, like the act of being kind.
I fear not, beneath the buzzing sound in mind.
I'd go there now, but I'll hear you anyhow--