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You made me believe again
and not in second chances
but hope in its truest form
that destiny romances

and there is just a way
red ribbons burning down
left upon your walls
lonely on your crown

that you could once release
never show the world to me
but just a tiny piece
of all you seem to be

you are something sacred
you are more than words
the missing incantation
bloodletting from your swords

I remember another time
in another far off place
we met like this on a road once
but you didnt know my face

you said hello traveler
would you like to stop a while?
hear a tale of a weary wander
whos walked too many miles

and you sang and I listened
and I swear i heard it true
it was not just another melody
but truly a piece of you

and you laid it in the air
and it gently drifted down
into the fires crackling light
then landed on the ground

it sprouted up and bloomed
upon my very grave
been going on eternities
the one i can not save
a moment that escapes me
i knew it by its scent
it calls to me for release
and i think its heaven sent

it seems to sell no sense now
but blink and try i might
to close my eyes and dream
within this fallow night

there came another whisper
of a song i heard before
a thousand years this lonely road
weve walked it all before

but still we keep on meeting
and still we act surprised
like nothing more than children
along for a quiet ride

but it was anything but
because the song it carried through
it told me of the growing
and it told me of the yew

and there was a light in the middle
and a place i could not name
burning yearning capturing
something akin to flame

upon your shoulders
down the small of your back
id like to finish the story
but i think im losing track

but someday it will come to me
and i sware ill write it down
right this wrong and walk on through
not just another town

waiting on the outskirts
to hear that song
just one more time
and find my way home

The tree it lives forever
within and around
it sheds its own light
upon the beacon drowned

I swore that i would find you
and now im glad to wait
all it costs is happen stance
and carrying the weight

Now the words are tired
the stories had its fill
its time to sleep and dream again
up upon that hill.

Where once two weary travelers
met in the midst of night
glowing gleaming blinding
but somehow it was right.

The shape of heart mishapen
and leaden lay the key
but all im asking is for stories
you to come and go with me

Free in your ways
and me in mine
take flight in the sky
and recognize the time

What I see!
Who holds this world in his hands?
Who?
Not I? Not you?, then who?
The world will never be us,
Why?, because,
We WILL be gone, won't be long,
Tomorrow will start anew,
The same game will reignite,
For Millennium worlds have died
no one wrong, no one right,
It's all in the game, it's always
the same,
Imagination makes this creation,
and we do it constantly,
Understanding..... is the Key!

Rain and Wind

The rain falls from the highest in the sky
The wind carries it
Too and fro
Beating it against
My window pain
I.hardly stir
Listening to.its next move
Against my window pane
It dances on the ground
Like tapping up and down
The rain and wind
Come together like
Sister and brother
I.wont bother
Getting up
Out of my.slomber
I'll just lay here
Listening to the rain and thunder
The wind is howling
And roaring like a Lion
I wonder I wonder I wonder


The End

You're hands are rough
Like a mountain Pitt
They surcomb to evolution
Must we not forget
The troubled times
Theve being around a lot
Mulucking through the dirt
On the old farm.plain

Tillaging through the dirt
They are all.hard and wrinkled due to passing time
But your hands tells a story
Of glorious times
Gone by
Your hand take up your pipe
With a little shake
No more will they work
On the little tillage farm
You.pet your dog
For all the work done
And take up your pipe
To puff and blow
No more will you worry
About the past times gone.


The End

Without dark there can be no light,
How can we exist, if we are always right?
For good to be known there must be bad,
For happiness there must be sad,
True reality could never be,
If all we wanted was what we
wanted to see,
To live in constant light, devoid of night,
how boring that would be.

Today is the last day I write to you,
for you have never replied, my heart
has died, and all that I was is lost
and gone,

My love, my darling, I cannot stay
I cannot live another day,
don't be sad if I'm not here, I cannot
shed another tear.

Sitting here waiting for the day,
the price I may pay,
Age old, not knowing how
this came be, I cannot see,

For once I was young, seems
like yesterday, where life went
I cannot say,

Life is gone in blink, before you
can think,
It's over and done, the final mile
makes me smile,

As I watch it begin, heaven and
hell, love and sin,
Everyone going nowhere, noone
to care,

Passing time in circles, running
through the gauntlet of life,
Imaginary worry, and Imaginary
strife,

And when it's over, we start
again, to play this game,
always the same,
trouble and strife in this
game of life.

Don’t lose your way, my old friend, tomorrow is never going to be the end,
Don’t fall in sorrow at the expense of today, today may end and fall away

Don’t believe there is nothing more, for tomorrow you will be, that’s for sure,
So, cry today for the lost and gone, but live for now, it won’t be long,

Don’t you know, you are here to be, experience , enjoy what you see,
For tomorrow always will be,

Don’t you know that you will be, reunited with who you are,
That you were always here and never far,

And when you know just who you are, then tomorrow will be
All you ever wanted to see.

The guarantee of non existance when it hits you between the eyes,
makes you realise, that the games we play in our so called lives,
well, it's all just lies.

Of course we will end, my friend, and when you know just where
you go, and when you see, the reality, that nothing matters nor ever
will, been that way, will be still.

Take today, take yesterday, take tomorrow, take the road you want
to follow, you will find it all ends the same, just never look, and never
blame, for you are you and still the same.

So, you try and be, what the world wants to see?
Lost in the fantasy,

When the world doesn't want you, what will you
do, find the real you?

I hope it's not to late, I hope it's not your fate
I hope you have time, to recreate!