Who is the enemy
WHo is the friend
WHy do people play mind games
Games of war
Greed, takes them over…
Leaving the loss and the destruction…
Where have we come, living in fear of the enemy..
Have the perpetuaters ever thought of the lives they destroy
Have they never felt what suffering truly means..,what loss is…
Do they even know their gain is futile in exchange for those lives they took
Or is there no value for human life…
I was alone, and walking along the way
I was in my own little world,
I saw a beautiful bird and followed it
It led me to a sunrise, the beginning of day
The rays warm on my skin and a breeze blowing gently
It was like coming to you
You were like my beautiful day
I slept at night and dreamt a dream where the world was mine
You were my beautiful dream
I walked again another day along a path where the winds were harsh
The sun shone down no more, the day dull
And the land was dry, the trees sparse,
But the thought of you brought me joy
The day did not have a hold on me anymore
YOu were to me my beautiful day
YOU, my love are my beautiful day
I write for you, I write for me
I write for that which I cannot see.
I write to find the meaning of why
I write for that which would make me sigh.
I write because of a yearning inside of me.
I write for strength, tangible let her be..
I write of thoughts that come unbidden.. I write to find their meaning
Because they have one..
I write to find that hidden goal..
I write to find and save my soul
What would you do if it were?
What would you do if it weren’t?
What would you do if I just said that and didn’t mean it?
What would you do if your answer meant something to me?
Sometimes life has no purpose worth serving.
Sometimes we do not know where we stand, what we stand for…
Sometimes life doesn’t seem worth living …
Sometimes you seem close to me…
Sometimes you are not,
Sometimes you seem to like me,
Sometimes you don’t seem to care one way or the other.
Sometimes you seem to mean everything you say,
Sometimes it looks like a bald-faced lie
Sometimes can only be harmful to you and to me.
Wake up and take a stand for what you believe in.
Today is a brand new day. Time is waiting for your belief.
A restless soul in a restless body,
Ever in search of a way to be,
A way of life,
Ever dealing with the conflicting boundaries of what’s right and what’s wrong
Where do my boundaries lie,
Where I need to pause and see
To believe, to have and to hold
What would you have me believe?
What would you say is the right way to be… For you and for me?
Why should there be an unraveling mystery about you.
Why should you live your life confined within the sacred spaces of your mind.
Why should your life be one giant mishap after another…
Live your life like it is an eternity to gaze at..
Like the story of your life would never end..
Value the shrine, that is your heart.