memories
the reflections of time
distance themselves
to an unknown place
upon the upheaval
of memory
lost are the stars
to which we call home
trying to find ourselves
when dreams end
life begins
a new story
what shapes our soul
is it the experiences we have
that help us realise
our true purpose in life
or is it the realisation
that all this can change
the stars
in the night sky
constellations pass by
reflecting circles
of inner thoughts
they intermingle and transmit
off world signals
something we can’t find
lost in the void are we
trespassers on our destiny
Half moon
pink/grey are the clouds
adoring the blue
the sky is set
below lie the trees
surrounding the houses
inside are the people
the sun shines bright
across the hills
sprinkled are our dreams
with sweet intent
I get lost in my feelings
when listening to music
and disappear to a new world
of opportunities
drifting in and out
the waves crashing over me
reminiscing a past time
of essential being
letting the sounds
play out
all around me
the reason to be
