Surrounded by tall walls,
So tall that it is insanity to dare climb them.
Before there used to be a gate that allowed visitors to come and go
As they please without disrupting the palace grounds.
But over time the palace guard became bitter.
At first the gate was only opened for a few,
but once those visitors left, leaving chaos and destruction behind.
The palace guard became angry and was filled with rage.
With rage he destroyed the gate.
And in turn built a thicker wall.
Replacing the beautiful craftsmanship that stood tall and proud.
With a thick grey wall that blended into the hills.
Now the remaining occupants have been imprisoned within towering walls were debris  and dust has collected.
But time has past and slowly the rage has been quenched.
Now the guard is contemplating whether to burn the chaos around him
and rebuild a city that shines and brings glory to all those who enter.
To build walls that can be climbed,
were children can sit once again and look out at the fields of flowering hills in the Spring.

The eyes see
The heart feels
But the mind does not connect

The blossoms fall,
The wind blows...
And the memories flow.
Upon You I call...
The stream trickles
The birds fly.
And no longer do I cry.
As the star twinkles,
Time has been spent with you,
But the memories are not blue.
As I had wept. Now a smile spreads
across my lips,
As the keys of a piano are touched by fingertips.
There is butter on my bread.
My mind is preoccupied by one,
For my heart is the prize that He has won.

I'm on a cloud with You,
I'm young and innocent
You are showing me a little village
A place I know I will see one day.
I'm looking down at it in awe
I hold onto Your hand tightly
And I look up to You with glee,
I'm excited and content, because I know that You are with me
Oh how I spoke about that amazing dream
The fact that I knew it was You
But now I'm awake and older
No longer am I young and innocent
But I know You are still with me
I am living in that village now that You showed me.
*But no longer is it a village but a city.