You can't stop dreams,
when they reach the soul,
You can't stop a dream,
unless you let it go,
The only way,
a dream will die,
Is with a sorrowful tear in the eye,
for what might have been,
The foresight unseen.
Sometime you lose,
but sometime you win,
If you hold on tight to the dream.
There have been,
many a lost soul,
That can't seem to win,
because they let their dream go,
Sometime it's not easy to fly.
But if you don't try,
you have to kiss the dream goodbye.
Sight unseen.
If you don't fight for your dream.
I heard many of stories,
Of men in their shining glories,
And I have heard those bittersweet regrets,
In the finale sunsets,
With a tear in the eye,
Of those who never tried to fly,
With a broken wing.
Some give up their dream.
I may never reach my star,
It may be way too far,
But if I don't try to fly.
However high it may seem,
Than I give up my dream.
Whisper in my heart
Time and Distance keep us apart,
with a bittersweet tear..
in the dark..
I close my eyes,
to feel your fingertips..
such a gentle touch..
If you can't kiss my lips..
If you can't hold me close..
But yet you see the beauty of a fading rose.
Laying in life's dust..
with a bittersweet tear..
in the dark..
If you can't whisper in my ear..
Than whisper to my heart..
Love does not come..
at the heart's command..
How and when has never been quite clear...
Offered from fate's hand..
Sometime only a crumb..
that come too late..
followed by the heartache of the bittersweet tear..
Love comes in the quiet moments of the dark.
If you can't whisper in my ear..
Than whisper to my heart...
Tempus fugit/Time Flees
Life Philosophies
The wind whispers.
.
Sometime gently lifting,
the leaf of a palm.
Like emotion..
Sometime the ocean . is raging water,
sometime still and calm.
The water seems to have a spirit,
of it's own.
The earth seems to sing,
a song,
of life's philosophies,
Reminding us of where ,
we came from.
In the distance,
I hear the war drum.
As hatred from hearts,
loom,
Sometime a fire starts,
and the flame seems to consume
everything in its path,
In the aftermath.
It seems..
like life's philosophy.
Does only the strong survive?
We are breathing,
but are we really alive?
Our hearts beat.
Like a war drum.
Where does this hatred come from?
Is it life's philosophy,
That the weak are conquered by the strong.
What in earth.
has gone so wrong.
Doesn't every birth.
deserve love's song?
Is this life's philosophy?
The eagle searches for the sparrow,
The deer fall ,
with the piecing of a man's arrow ,
The alley grows dark and narrow,
and in mountains,
and valleys,
darken by the night.
And where the lonely,
only know the dark shadows of the room,.
When the moon is covered,
in the night ..
and the starlight is gone .
When weak men try to survive,
only beaten down by the strong.
When poverty steals the home.
Is this life's philosophy?
The flame of love sometime dies,
Salted tears fall from the eyes..
Maybe tomorrow the sun will still rise..
Mother nature,
is not always forgiven,
We don't always embrace,
what we are given.
Sometime..
there is a bittersweet taste in living.
When the heart feels,
cold and alone. .
When dreams are lost,
and love is gone..
I hear the storms..
and watch the thunder..
and I wonder..
is this life's philosophy?
Lost generations
They have no fear of death ,
they embrace it,
In dark shadows,
they raise their sword,
to fight battles,
we can no longer comprehend,
Lost in their self,
falling in the wind,
Left with what we started,
broken hearted,
at the end,
Like a rose discarded,
after the touch of the piecing thorn.
Did we create
the children of the korn?
Like shattered glass,
are the dreams of tomorrow,
For the mass,
tears of sorrow,
Eyes looking though the haze,
of a nuclear cloud,
Where are the carefree days now?
Are they no longer allowed?
In the time that is borowed.
What promise is there of the morn?
Did we create the children of the korn?
Do we have deaf ears as they scream loud?
to their peers they take the finale bow to the crowd.
Where does healing begin?
For those who mourne?
Does life end,
for the children of the Korn?
My Trail
I have walked alone so long,
on this earthly trail,
Not sure where it will end,
Only knowing God's love will prevail,
I have stood against the wind.
And I have watched a star as it fell.
I have stopped for rest,
under the willow,
Sometime in my dreams,
I'm blest with a peaceful meadow,
The clouds of soft white,
seem like a angels pillow,
And the sun sonetime seems to shine,
it's brightest yellow,
Than when the rain started to fall,
I found out by chance,
That it's within us all,
To seize the moment and dance.
Do I leave footprints for others to follow,
to a place of peace.
Am I like the falling leaves.
from a tree hard and hollow
in the wind..
Or the returning of the swallow,
at the journey's end?
In a gentle breeze..
In a moment..
Tempus fugit
..
Time flees.
God exists
I have touched the rose,
I have felt heaven's kiss.
Gentle wind blows ,
over the rains mist,
My heart knows,
That God exists.
I have seen the clouds,
silverlined
He told me a rainbow
was there for me to find.
I know that He's mine,
and I am His ,
I know in my heart,
God exists.
I have seen the light,
in the darkest night,
No longer blind,
I have seen the stars shine,.
I have touched the rose,
I have felt heaven's kiss.
My heart knows,
God exists.
Stumbling Home
With a smile through his tears,
He said I can see you made it,
I have waited for years,
Sometime my heart was breaking,
I knew you were strong,
but you chose to stand alone,
I watched every stone ,
that you fell on,
I saw you stumbling home.
I wondered for years,
how you could take it,
Through my tears,
my heart was aching.
You can't always make right,
every wrong,
All you can do,
when you write the song,
Is to tell what is true,
of the life you have known.
You became a humble man.
I watched you fall and rise again.
You have never been truly alone.
I watched every stone ,
that you fell on.
I saw you stumbling home.
Knight's Will
I pass down my sword,
and I will leave you my shield,
God's knight,
Will never yield,
So fight the good fight,
And do God's will,
,
The seeds have been planted,
And now they are tilled,
As the flowers grow
in God's field,
Somewhere in the valley,
the waters lay still.
You are always in God's sight,
See the stars shine His light,
He has a kingdom that He wants to build,
I will pass down my sword,
and I leave you my shield,
Fight the good fight,
Don't ever yield.
A knight is known by his deed,
So do God's will.
I look into the light.
And I see you as a knight.
So fight the good fight,
Don't ever yield.
I pass down my sword.
and I leave you my shield
I have seen God's heart
God painted a masterpiece,
a ever changing work of art
when He begin.
God wrote a song from His heart,
That is sung by the wind,
With a dream,
life seemed to start.
I have seen
God's heart.
From the sunrise
to the evening skies,
'Ive seen the world,
through God's eyes,
I am a part,
of His art.
I have seen God's heart.
We aren't alone.
in this universe,
Feel His healing hand,
when the heart hurts.
I have seen.
God's dream.
Where life seems to start,
I have seen God';s heart.
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