I trace the skies
its light dances
where shadows are seen
my thoughts are displaced
creating a memory
in their place
Author: The Golden Tears
Welcome to my blog, thank you for visiting. The Golden Tears, is an expression of the world around me.
Sunrise
as the sunshines
the day renews itself
we are all part of it
the moon appears
as heaven and earth
are reunited
All your years
As I sit alone
thoughts cross my mind,
a kaleidoscope of memories.
Cherish those
while they still remain,
as spring
fades into autumn—
may they last you
all your years.
Butterfly
a butterfly came to visit me
her colour a blur
of brown and black
but I could make out her eyes
as if to say hello
farewell and goodbye
Sunrise
the sunrise
over the hills
a bright day—
the light of which
stays impressed
in the memory.
Silhouette
my silhouette
changes with the light;
as I contemplate
the ocean still.
dance of the clouds
a bright full moon
the clouds dance
light shines through
darkness is gone
to the night sky
the sun returns
Each day
Each word, a story untold.
Each truth, a lesson learned.
Each memory is awakened.
Each breath, the passion returns.
Each past, reclaimed.
Each stake, renamed.
Civilisation
shaping the land into green
across the valley and upstream
where forests are cleared
a range of fields divides
replaced by mountain sides
through hillside pathways
across dual carriageways
the view of colours change
as civilisation has no end
Dreams
Live in your dreams
and hear me calling
within your life
you see me changing
afterlife is an image
what is left behind
a chance for peace
