As dreams become our reality
We look towards the stars
When we lie in each other’s arms
Abandoning ourselves
Rendering us defenceless
Entwined thoughtout space and time
Together crossing the threshold
The unwritten language
Of lost scripture
Can only be read
By the clairvoyant
the nest was bare
they were no longer there
where had they gone
shed a tear for them
that is nature’s way
of saying goodbye
standing on the shore
I see a statue
of a man I once new
as the tide rises
the sun sets
he disappears
to return once again
In this church
may you find peace
and return to your true nature
the spiritual awakening
brings joy to the heart
understanding the self
feeling of freedom
a dream to withhold
with your orange beak
what will you speak
in the garden green
your feathers pristine
moving around
up and down on the ground
bring about a shape
part of the landscape
flying away
watch him go today
discover something new
old things leave behind a mark
to trace a pattern
do your research
dig and search
for something to find
story left behind
Lost horizons
end of days
when all things are depleted
and nothing remains
all hope is gone
the light diminished
and darkness prevails
civilisations breath
as precious as a fallen star
can we hold onto what is lost
passages of the skies
starry sky
twinkly night
shining bright
like torches
a beacon of hope
we follow them
to distant lands
may we always be here
to see them
as our planet grows
to reach the stars
may they shine back at us
as we are one of them
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
In springtime they flower
In summertime they bloom
In autumn they fall
In winter they are gone
Echoes of Life 