to fight for peace
is to die for love
a promise was made
before time
in a faraway land
were two lovers
held each others hand
to fight for peace
is to die for love
a promise was made
before time
in a faraway land
were two lovers
held each others hand
a distant train
the passage of time
echoes in the ear
a forgotten chime
solitude is found
when the answer
to a question
is all around
Is it possible?
To remember someone.
An image, that passes like a shadow,
across the mind.
Reminding me,
of a moment.
Reflected throughout time.
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
Can you see beyond the horizon
Carried by one’s thoughts
Across the oceans of time
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.
When all is done, nothing left.
What once was new, is old again.
To stand upon the shore,
the seas subconscious call.
Birds fly past, rekindle thoughts.
Rejoice! for the wind has given breath,
so we may feel the light
to ignite the pinnacles of heaven.