let the rain fall on me
as I see my future
in a distant land
of neon lights
and concrete dreams
developing each moment
the fathomless beginning
a knowing purpose
transcendent being
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Blackbird sing
blackbird sing
the fading light of day
each evening they call
a serenade
across the gardens
listening to their song
light of the day
light of the day
slowly fade away
leave behind
and reminisce
the days change
darkness prevails
but the stars shine bright
illuminating the sky
a welcome delight
Rainbow
rainbow in the sky
ever changing light
from one point to another
parting the clouds
following our dreams
destiny intertwined
passing moments
though they seem familiar
they are in fact unique
making memories
searching for something
that remains hidden
the meaning of life
Is the moon watching over me
Is the moon watching me
as the stars pass by
in the night sky
can we still see them
during the day
the present blue
then covered by clouds
from the unknowing void
laid out before us
I welcome the rain
I welcome the rain
for when it arrives
life is renewed
as if on a spring morning
one chooses life
the crescent moon
adorning the skyline
sometimes our feelings
turn into doubts
but they are just fleeting
through mirrors
the reflections of the dawn
waiting for the sunlight
Pathway
to feel trapped
and abandoned
left with only ones thoughts
to be guided in darkness
the light shining through
a pathway to enlightenment
from the dawn comes humanity
the new way is forged
surrounded by friends and family
this pathway is ours to discover
Birds
if we could talk to birds
what would they say
would it be the arrival of spring
each twittering chatter
a whistle or two
heading into summer
such commotion
and synchronicity
as we fall into autumn
are they still with us
the weather becoming colder
in winter time
Satellite
I communicate with dust
across a wide spectrum
fluid is my motion
distilled memories
in tune with one another
branching out
into the unknown
we speak in riddles
twisted lies
from day to night
inside out
comes our trail of thought
and the answer lies within
our mind is like a satellite
Moon over the mountains
The moon rises
and transforms the night
its light descending
shaping the valley
each step a mile
from sunrise to sunset
there lies the moon
reflected in a pool of light
our dream of happiness
lasts us through the night
Echoes of Life 