Broken Stones

(A poem inspired by Paul Weller song titles)

In the Wild Wood of my mind,
I walk alone, but who will find,
The Changingman beneath the skin,
Where Broken Stones wear thin?

Above the Clouds, I search for peace,
But That’s Entertainment seems to cease.
The Sunflower fades, the light turns low,
In Shadows of the Sun, I go.

Yet in the dark, I still believe,
In the Brand New Start I might achieve.
For though I falter, I’ll hold on tight,
To The Soul Searchers and find my light.