Knowledge is power, knowledge is light,
Knowledge is for the fearless,
It is not for the faint at heart.

Ignorance is bliss,
but never when it comes to our religion.
How can you say this is the City of Destruction,
when you refuse to see the majesty of His creation.
How can you say this life is Hell,
when all you do is dwell,
on you life, on your sins,
on your mistakes, and past misdoings.

He is powerful, He is kind.
He is forgiving, and with His light,
you will never be blind.

Seek His help, seek His guidance,
Don't ever give up, and never be in despair.
Face every difficulty with patience.
Verily with every hardship comes ease.
Only then will you savour the sweetness of the Heavens.

I'll never do familiar things the same again.

I hear old songs as if they are new,
I play the same song on repeat as they are my favourite tunes,
I look at the sky with an extra blue,
I feel like even small buds are starting to bloom.

And the stars.
Oh, the stars!

The sparkle,
The twinkle,
The tiny speck of light,
All of which leads me back to you.

My poetry is all I have.
I tear down my walls,
I bare my heart,
I speak my soul.

And you drive poetry out of me.
You hit the beat,
You move the rhythm,
You inspire the lyrics.

Now you know why I'm afraid to lose you.
I fear I'd lose my poetry too.

In the middle of a crowded place,
I see a familiar face.

In the midst of all the chaos,
you block out all the noise.

In a place that is full of life,
the world is just between you and I.

Among the things that I hope,
is for time to actually stop.

Because of all the things that I want,
is to fall in nothing but your arms.

If loving you is a sin,
I hope God forgives me.

If loving you is a mistake,
At least I'll learn something from it.

If loving you is a mystery,
I think I've found the missing piece.

But no,

Loving you made me happy.
Loving you made me smile.
Loving you drives poetry out of me.
Loving you, made me love me.

Can I count on you to stay?
To always be there?
To have your arms greet me when I come back?
To never give up on me?
To calm me when I am a tornado?

Can I count on you to come find me when I am lost?

Can we have dinner somewhere quite,
just you and me?

Maybe on a cruise,
near a river,
by the sea?

Somewhere under the stars,
somewhere warm and cold,
somewhere we can be free,
somewhere I can be me,
somewhere where the chills come from being with you,
and the summer breeze.