Legacy: September 9, 1993

Life in the river of time
carrying me along
with some surprises
along the way

Old friends emerge
from the mists of time
creating, refining
the me I am now

There are always surprises
lurking in the incredible
dance that I call life
with its joys and sorrows

Sorrows like drifting away
from a valued friend
finding yourself not caring
about other people's feelings

Some legacy isn't it
this uncaring trap
that we all fall in to
sacrificing one concern for another

One love for another
striving for an unseen prize
at the end of all things
for the final reward of the right path

But what is the right path
how can I really tell
without treading its course
until the end comes

To be met with disappointments
when our hopes are left unfulfilled
illusions disappear
in the harsh light of reality

I prefer the dark
side of my reality
where mysteries still rule
in the realms of the unknown

And the game of life
rolls the dice of chance
forcing me to emerge
from the stagnant realms

Realms where hope died
from want of caring
and the overwhelming fear
of baring my soul
to the harsh light of reality

That's the gamble
that creates the joy
to be found in living

Joys, finally the joys,
not all paths lead to sorrow
there is a mellow light
of the correct choice

But be warned
roses have thorns
reality is a two-edged sword
as is everything in life

Even Jesus, the Son of God
wore His thorns openly
but still there is beauty
in the rose of His love

And love is the key
that unlocks the door
that creates the path
which leads to the greatest glory
at the end of life

Life and its joys
back to square one
it seems right now
the start of a grand illusion

And back at last
to a friend I once loved
with all my heart
and the valuable time
being ourselves in love

A special friend
that made my life
worth living for a while
by name of Donna

A legacy of happiness
for a brief period of time
has we walked together
the river I call time

Strange how we don't
truly value something
until it long vanishes
and only memories remain

A spark of light
in my dark void
a guiding star
in my blackest night

And the throw of a dice
the choice once done
can perhaps be undone
to correct my path

If only I am willing
to correct my mistakes
and gamble a fragile heart
once more in the light
the harsh light of reality

Dreams can come true
hopes can bloom
even after an eternity
of being forgotten

Another day will prove
the path chosen
that glows in pastels
soft, shimmering colors
that represent love

The gamble's been made
risks taken gladly
to reawaken the love
that once stirred my heart
And the legacy flows on
reminding me of an old love
reawakening my battered heart
to try once more
and perhaps to loose

But to win
to once more walk
the glorious light of love
is worth the risk

And the legacy flows on
this tale of sorrows and joys
and the road I've chosen
to travel towards the future

Filled with unexpected choices
and unforeseen hopes
to recapture the joy
I once held so dear to heart

Perhaps it is true
I can't go back again
but I must try
while the door's open

I'll bare the thorns
to capture the glorious 
rose I once held
so beautiful in twilight

In which I dwell
alive once again
in the rivers of time
leaving my legacy behind 

Paul Vernon Deffendall
September 9, 1993

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