Lost Children Uncommon

We are against the time from before. When each pillar stood wide and tall. Coming from the ground each lump of coal. living inside this outer most shell, hard water cuts into the granites soft heart Uncommon lost children as common as comets that circle the sun not the hard yellow diamond, one other some come searching for and always green life not the one that stands still is the one that is found never lost in the tail of the mist. Moving the sky wandering eyes can now stay fixed and that which I saw in the mirror a river it lost then became what you saw is lost children Uncommon reflections one sea.