My Solace
This snowy day
I can become solace
and wipe the tears from my face
eternally, for today i know
I am complete:) i am whole
like an empty cup
such a paradox.
My empty cup I chose to fill up this cup
with all the love that comes from above
for i know all I can ever be
this is the truth for me
see the future and know the past
The dog knows the mood
and sees inside u when u brood
No pain but no gain ?
things we do to the ones we love?
hows it feel when the're out of reach?
but they do not make us complete
just lonely without the impediments
nore the judgements of perception sworn
for i took cover and today i shelter myself
in this little empty cup
and if i pack the snow to the top
i shall find a way out of this cup
for even if today i have broken wings
i will once again have the capacity
to fly off the edge of this lonely cup
so in a vertical climb i shall rise
As the hot water is poured in above me
I have but 1 choice
to be like a fly
or choose to die
for in this split second
lifes decisions are a must
to believe that i can fly
like the hummingbird
and never never die
in a split second i will overcome this lie
and i will not chose to die
i will leap into open air and have faith
gonna know the world from this space
so i can find once again today
my solace:)
Nothins wrong
Ive just wasted all the time ive tasted.
So i can find this place in my private solace
to go back on this timetrip
only but to miss the landing strip
in the end, solace in this
wonderful place
peace of mind and soul
beautifuly quiet, serenity
from this very lonely place.
quarksire
for a few months ago
for a few months ago
the lord showed me how to
focus right and see the light
for he landed a bird so bright
and full of light, even the light of night
to just show me how to focus right
since i be a creature of the night
for a few months ago i met my life
i was wonderen
if i have met my wife for life
who shines with this light so bright
and is filled with so much strife?
maybe if i focus right
when the clouds lift from
this mortal soil i live upon
and the soul i live within,
without acknowlegement as
such a thing as sin
for then and then only will be
what it shall take to win.
again surronded by her glory
where heaven will never stop
being what it was and what it is
if i only but choose to focus
right - even in the night -
somewhere sometime -
all things will be just fine
Q
2007-03-03 01:10:18 GMT