reflections of a soul



have you ever looked into the mirror
and seen the reaper staring back
counting down the passing seconds
the seconds that you take for granted...

ever slowly life begins
seeping in your very veins
pumping blood throughout your body
an endless stream of energy
flowing moving ever passing
fueling fire which burns within
bringing forth enlightenment
to a growing learning mind

this life it seems is far too short
to do the things which we all dream
to rule the world and all its pawns
or reach the purest state of mind
a balance always must be maintained
between our dreams and reality

we grow in body mind and soul
always treading unknown paths
with the future in the clouds
the past disolves as dust settles
forever living in the present
attempting to predict the storm
looking back to see the past
seeing only footsteps fading

this life it seems is far too short
to do the things which we all dream
to rule the world and all its pawns
or reach the purest state of mind
a balance always must be maintained
between our dreams and reality

lost and wandering through middle age
searching for whats always hidden
perpetually in the darkness
surrounding all we see or feel
hoping only to find some meaning
in all that we have done so far
creating life and molding it
preserving you for times to come

this life it seems is far too short
to do the things which we all dream
to rule the world and all its pawns
or reach the purest state of mind
a balance always must be maintained
between our dreams and reality

on legs of three we fade away
soon to disappear below
a crippling remnant of strength gone
a mind is wandering lost alone
looking back in search of meaning
we live forever in hearts of others
and looking in the mirror we say
no longer you will have to wait