to dream of life
of all that is holy
and remains so
I have walked through a gate
followed by many
to see that everything has changed
Tag: Life
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
Changing tides
changing tides
through the motions
the light leaves your eyes
only to return to me
we only dream of one another
crystal clear clarity
Veil of illusions
Painted clouds
across a sky
I sit and dream
with contemplation
I write what unfolds
as stillness lies
what we share
is left unknown
spread far and wide
Wedding Day
Rose petals strewn across my lawn
as if on a wedding day
Changing colours
the patterns of which
reflect the day
each moment is magical
The changing clouds
across the sky
bring back happy memories
Flying stars
In the sky
as night passes
reflected dreams
swirling constellations
turn into bright colours
dying stars
we receive their light
upon the canvas above
Looking onward
When I look out towards the hills
I feel a sense of loss
Abandoned places in ruin
A pathway leads
Towards the mountain
Where I will not follow
