Losing your self in the moments, laugher, and happiness were can I find the peace of man kind so I can rest my weary bones I wondered far in this life only to be betrothed I pondered diligently for answers that were honest and true to come to the conclusion every day there is a new dragon to slay but a new adventure all the same there's simplicity like the sun on your face or your loved ones embraces or the joy life brings like winter into spring there is hope sometimes you just have to loose your self
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 3:55 PM UTC
Are we growing to sow do are fruits produce kindness or are they bitter and cold do we shed a tear for the ones who didn't get to breath the breath of life and see gods beauty do we seek whats right or perch are selves underneath the grapevine getting drunk on tainted lies can a man sustain his family by only tilling the soil or is it also necassary to gather in the harvest before it spoils as a shepherd imprints on its kids so should we imprint a love for are wife and family are we growing to sow at the end of life can we reep are heavenly reward and fight evil with every fling of the sword and shield are self with gods mercy when the avalanches and rains come we seek protection and safety so we also should do so with gods I biding love to lift us up when we are low are we growing to sow
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
Wild horses gallaping through the storm colors of black silver and grey as they toss there head becoming kings of the herd the stallion fight for his mare the thrill is in the air as each stallion battles it out to only have one left standing there flames can rise in the forest for they don't fear the fire designed for passion and desire when it was a instinct to run since the day they were born as wild horses galloping through the storm
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 1:10 PM UTC
Before the sun rise I grab my rope hoping for perfect timing and rythem of the breeze feeling every turn of the loop as if I was Flying above the trees as the mist rises above the near by Pond I use my rope as if it was part of a mystical dance as I luagh in dangers face as many others do to chase a dream hoping that it will come true in the twilight hours the midnight sky that is dark blue with the echoes of the past saying rope the wind rope the wind my friend don't hold anything back let all emotions loose let your untamed spirit free and be as good as you know you can be forget adversary forget your hate only to love and to regain your strength grab the bull by the horns hard failings as you hit the ground rope your way out like a swirling tornado jump through the flames if they stand in your way and wether You succeed or fail rope to live another day again and rope the wind my friend
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 12:52 PM UTC
O little cabauo were did you go o little cabauo I lost you a long time ago trotting away my fears you showed me to be a bigger man to rise above it all in luaghing and in solitude but are roads had to split and are friendship had to end o how you tugged on my heart strings with your shananagins but in the brisk snow and warm Summer's down below I Remember my little cabauo and wonder were did he go you leeped and jumped to show who's boss you shook your head when your shoes were off you nipped then smiled and I had to let you off my ****** what a slugger and joy you brought to my heart and lifted me up so I can grow o o my little cabauo
Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 10:28 AM UTC
In the brisk fall air I see a young colt standing there he was blue like the midnight sky and wondering were to go from here as was I we both would travel from mountains to platues but stand in the mist of are foes as the blue roan roams as the blue roan roams so do I too seek freedom and pursue happyiness the land was cold were we came from hoping we see warmer days His eyes were teary from the winter chill and and we also were sad of not having a place to rest so we were like to lost stranger with a bond even though we just met he dreamed of the greenest pastures to race through time and danger And I dreamed of a life I can call my own and longed for a place we can call home as the blue roan roams
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 6:18 PM UTC
I waited for hope in the dead of night when a rumble In the grass from the sound of hoof prints edge in the ground I saw a glimpse of a white horse in fright of the wolfs scared was my mind I did not have the time to give my soul to it but I gave my spirit and jumped in the wind I waited for hope in the dead of night the moon gleamed as it was to smile the night Owel leeped on the branch to seem as if it would say seize the moment before it goes away so I gallaped through my weary thought to ride my restlessness away to see a promise of a new day i waited for hope in the dead of night when I was swept away from my guilt and pride to live for the ride I for fitted rationality for thrill I exchanged preservation for courage when the lion was at my door God chased him away when the snake was to snare he took away despair like the Holy Spirit filled the air the white horse was there and misarry was out of sight as I waited for hope in the dead of night
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 5:58 PM UTC
I whisper to the wind I whistle to the bird my cares go unheard
But the wisdom of gods creation shines through the trees were are you says the echoes of reason I look for you but you are not there when is the season you rise above your adversarys says the kakaling of
Contavercy when will you be ready to see the wright path says the fox I say to reason I have lost the game the world has played but have freed my spirit from the chains of rationalality to soar in the depths of my mind I say to contravercy I sheath my sword to walk on higher ground so I can find solitude not a battle witch will never be won I say to the fox I will not go with the path you lead me I am already on the narrow road were the plots and assumptions of man kind never go and the fox says I see but I might be there when it is wide no I say I will be on the rock that never brakes by then And my lesson will not be learned by you or experience but by gods hand I said softly in proud silence
Dec 18, 2019
Dec 18, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC
my true loves waiting for me somewhere and I'm waiting for the time I meet her and we can laugh together as were dancing in the rain I know I will meet her soon and hug hear underneath the starlight and kiss unederneath the moon my true loves waiting for me somewhere and I'm waiting for the time I meet her and we can laugh together dancing in the rain we will last forever through the hard times and the pain hand and hand we will be there for each other and never leave the memeries behind we will carry them till the end of time and I know my true loves is waiting for me some where and Im waiting for the time I meet her and we can luagh together as were dancing in the rain and when we have are deathly depart we'll always have each other in are hearts
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC
shadows of my silawet as I ride on by with no regret It's just a reflection of my true self as I ponder life and put nothing on the shelf everything is wonderful as I ride on my horse in the summer night afraid of nothing because of the moonlight just let me be in the shadows of my silawet as I ride on by with no regret and let me remember who I really am and never forget as I ride in the shadows of my silawet
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 3:24 PM UTC