leaving behind a point of origin
to travel to a distant land
not knowing what we will find
we come from the past
a new future awaits
to live life in the present
stake our claim
return triumphant
once again
leaving behind a point of origin
to travel to a distant land
not knowing what we will find
we come from the past
a new future awaits
to live life in the present
stake our claim
return triumphant
once again
Life is made up of change,
accepting what was
and what is.
Confronting what is to come.
spirit remain here
heaven can wait
time will tell
bereft of hate
memories fade
but the past remains
the present moment
is the futures reckoning
close the door
to the present
fend off the past
I fear the foreshadowing
remembering those
who fell behind
they died in my mind
their they shall remain
till the time comes
to be reunited again
Peace in our times
means to covert War
battle fields are drawn
lessons of the past unlearned
the future is here
camouflage beginnings
a skirmish starts
war wages
battle games ensue
the pawns are sacrificed
stalemate
never ending battlefield
rainy days
lead to contemplation
of past times
reminiscing distant dreams
of our lives
that have been spent
but renew again
we are sometimes left in wonder
of times long ago
which become our past
a score is settled
and those debts paid
and our dues
brought about a replacement
of what has been rendered
when I enlarge my thoughts
and see past the mundane
into the starved world
my spirit transforms
as I embody the past
the present dissolves
leaving only the future
to inhabit