In the forest singing sorrowless

I never wanted to desert you, but the dangers known now are too deep.  I want you to figure it out and put it together.   I want to put it together and figure it out.  There's time between connections, it takes control of all the smoke like streams. When time is through it matters not to me or you. I hope I'm different, that you see my differing strength.  It comes beyond the moment and its lack of length. Our telephones for eyes are only endless ends.  Their entity is more than instant like stones thrown and sunk until they're tossed and ignored through the eons of junk.