Without Purpose

If without purpose

one drifts through life

he/she encounters no-one

friends become enemies

all the worlds played out 

in shadows over an empty grave

which reads:

life and death together

hold the key to eternity

Echo of Eternity

the past erodes the present
my thoughts run deep
I see now;
where it all began.

in that moment of clarity
I wait for her,
each time
we both fall in love

my soul is painted
like the skies,
I see no reason
to change that.