Reflections of the raindrops falling, and birds flying overhead taking cover
your soft hand against my face, and your love waiting for me to discover

Reflections of the rainbow, magnificent colors bending as if taking a bow
never realizing how much you mean to me, until you're not here, like now

Reflections of the falling snow, glistening in the warm sunlight, so bright
how I admired your true beauty, my eyes upon you having laid there sight

Reflections of the moon, how it had paled in comparison to your lovely smile
how my feelings then became known, as I held you in my arms for just a while

Reflections of the waves pounding against the shore, as the sun began to set
having been overcome by fear of the thought, what if we would never have met

Reflections of my everlasting love for you, with shared feelings and hearts full of bliss
love for you having never diminished, since the first time you gave me that tender kiss

Reflections of the reality of life, as we age beauty withers but true love will remain unscathed
two souls sharing a lifetime of joy and happiness, hoping with each other to forever be enslaved

Reflections of love, something for all to acquire, needing only a heart that dares to fall in love
a love that will be found, but only when true feelings become unmasked and together rise above

Sacrifices don't always have to come at the expense of pain. How often we recognize, after the fact, that had we done things correctly the first time it would have certainly come out right from the outset. Then again, how many of us learn this lesson and put it into practice? However, when we look at things through a more spiritual light, our questions become more precise. We are then forced to consider the deeper meaning of our existence and what it all means.

Everything In Life Has a Price

Pain and suffering which we are often forced to endure
are an anguish of the mind which we cannot ignore
at times we have tried to help someone in need
only to receive in return greater troubles to heed

To lose the power to do that which is right
nothing worse other than the greatest slight
while the more we might struggle to be set free
the more these troubles increase in their intensity

As we contemplate what the end will bring
sometimes seeing nothing but sorrow for everything
then our friends bare witness, what have we become
a confused conscience is all that we have won

As time goes by, left is but a single memory to recall
when this too is gone, what remains but our own downfall
so we seek an escape, some refuge, anywhere to run
but we find it is too late, our web has already been spun

Everything in life has a price, only sometimes we realize to late
how much precious time we wasted, as we approach our final gate
while the clock ticks away, and with the inevitable growing near
sorrowfully reflecting on our past, for in the end who would care

A smart man learns from his own mistakes, this he will never repeat
while a wise man learns from the mistakes of others, and becomes complete
why continue to waste time, why suffer from that which cannot be made straight
there is great benefit in choosing wisely to avoid pain, and avert that terrible fate

Reconcile yourself with the facts of life, real happiness comes only with sacrifice
it is foolishness for one to think, you can have both worlds living a life of vice
just weigh the temporal pleasures you so much sought, and what they really cost
in the world of truth we will find, only righteousness is ours, all else will be lost

Utopia Must Be An Invention of the Mind**

I have searched long and hard, trying to find that place
where peace and serenity, in our world may yet grace
a chance to meet a dream come true, if only for a few
where pain and suffering are gone, and will never renew

Then I realized, this Utopia I seek, on a map will not be found
still an undiscovered world, whose contemplation will confound
finding some comfort, the thought of my soul ascending on high
no longer to be troubled, suffering on earth never again to decry

A world exists but not for the living, to experience this garden of delight
a place where the happiness of life's dreams, will satiate your appetite
where fear and worries cease, hope and desire now become your reality
trials and tribulations throughout life, ending with that long awaited finality

Maybe Utopia really does exists, but only with extreme effort can you hope to say, it you have acquired
but most people refuse to commit, unwilling to put in the time and effort that is unquestionably required
how mistaken we often are, thinking we can still remain happy, giving up by settling for that much less
only up to the point we are once again challenged, and our daily events again cause us all of our stress

To understand why so many people never seem to be satisfied, no matter what they have, it is never enough
first we must acknowledge the answer might be found in the lies people believe, but most of them are a bluff
Utopia must be an invention of the mind, convincing itself that feelings of joy and happiness are close at hand
seemingly it might then be prudent to maintain this self-deception, since this is what our egos really demand

Although it has been stated time and again that Utopia does not and can not exist, yet we still continue to dream
coming to teach us this great lesson in human psychology, how much for happiness' sake, we're willing to scheme
yet we can take note to the fact that despite our varying differences, this human condition remains constant in us all
our primary need for true happiness is why we can rest assured, invisible Utopia we will forever continue to recall

A Loving Friend, You Were Always There**

Secrets are never spoken, but my tears with you have I shared
hesitating because your feelings were true, but you were scared
no one has ever told you, to you alone my love I have declared
your reaction was nothing short of surprise, you were unprepared

Love an ageless vehicle, capable of rejuvenating a soul once abused
having been caught off guard, unsure how to react, you were confused
when you left that day, deep emotions you never realized you had arose
the hurt that I felt that day, upon you I would not have allowed to impose

That warm embrace, that was our pillar of friendship, something that we always shared
as a loving friend you were always there, knowing you loved me, because you cared
now that it has been two months without you, I can't live on in my world, the unknown
return to me, and share with me once again your love, or forever will I remain alone

Do not ignore my love, it longs for your tenderness, a time when body and soul will unite
this love that was first kindled when we were both young and naive, to once again ignite
let the world grow old and let her seas dry out, my heart pines for your love at every turn
forever hoping to find this love in your happiness, and your closeness never again to yearn