thunder clouds

thunder clouds

as darkness descends

surrounding me

enveloping my heart

turning the world inside out

the sound is deafening 

like a war zone of nature

beating wind against the sky

turning shapes into nightmares

may all this be passing

as we dream of a new world

Raised by Wolves

take shelter from the gathering storm

we wait for it to pass

but we know in our hearts

fear prevails

as our surroundings darken

a path is found within

to lead us away to safety

what remains 

cannot be unbroken

like a child

fragile to begin with

then as strength returns

so shall we find in ourselves

the depth of courage

against disparity 

and awaken a truth

a burden of which we carry

flying ducks

flying ducks

over the sea

like arrows

parting the skies

they know where they are going

we should follow them

to distant lands

there we shall have another life together

a dream to unfold

a beacon of hope

where we all rejoice

at last we have found our home 

Love is a paradox

Love is a paradox

when ones feelings

are not of your own

but a fabrication

of society

this reality

is a manifestation of being

a recreation of essence

a parting of the way

the substance of which

echoes through

beyond all borders

the paths which we follow

to find true love

Rainbow

rainbow in the sky

ever changing light

from one point to another

parting the clouds

following our dreams

destiny intertwined 

passing moments

though they seem familiar 

they are in fact unique

making memories

searching for something

that remains hidden

the meaning of life