Holding the telescope
Of the past...
As I journey down the
Memory lane of my life
From the day of birth
Every action seemed serene
Until a certain moment
Behaviors changed to me
...Love was not aureole...
It was cloaked and serpentine
The chords that bond
Were now blanch and vile
The rain bursted upon us
"Pain and Strife"
Withholding the harmony
Of strings and lines
Enthusiasm was totally lost
And energy restrained
Brainstorming in vain
Seeking ideas for a change
Knowing I could be the
Catalyst who will pave the way
Though the visions seemed blur
Hope drew a "Bigger Picture" with faith
Imaginations I fantasized
Of my home soon arised
Thoughts spinning through galaxies
When we finally unite
To my family, a bond
That will never divide
Even through our broken hearts
..We Will Surely Be Alright!!!...