Musings of a Depressed Little Girl

"The power of the pen,"
Someone once said to me
"Is much mightier than the sword"
And sometimes I wonder why
Rocks and trees make up the landscape
And the moonlight bleaches out all the colors
Two people on a bench
Just sitting and talking and thinking
Nothing more, nothing less
The intellects break free fo their shells, the circles
"One is the All,"
Said the snake as it ate its tail
The raven cawed in reply
And the dragon flapped his wings
All is agreed upon in the universe
But should it be wrong the pond says
"I told you so."