I think I have never been so exalted
As I am now by you,
O frost bitten blossoms,
That are unfolding your wings
From out the envious black branches.

Bloom quickly and make much of the sunshine
The twigs conspire against you
Hear them!
They hold you from behind

You shall not take wing
Except wing by wing, brokenly,
And yet—
Even they
Shall not endure for ever.

Stepping through the looking glass
there is no stepping back

The journey once accepted
is a never-ending track

Adventure leads to places
that we should not dare to go

Questions lead to answers
that we should not dare to know

To wander through the wardrobe
is to leave what's safe behind

Forever leaving normal
for the hope of what you'll find

A journey of a thousand steps
that cannot be retraced

A single step once taken
that can never be erased

Dangerous the road that flows
away from your front door

Keep your feet or it may sweep
you to a distant shore

Should ever you joust windmills
or travel mystic lands

Blaze trails through rotting jungles
caravan cross burning sand

Remember with each victory
there's also something lost

There's a price for each adventure
that's not always worth the cost

So whether it's the seven seas
or past the worlds own edge

Regardless of the paths you take
or promises you pledge

Should find you Never never land
and finding choose to go

All that which you had afore
will ne'er again be so

For once you've rode Laptua
or Pandora's Box unbound

Once love has hold your spirit
or wisdom had been found

Once blind eyes have been opened
or sirens song is heard

Once tragedy has struck so hard
that laughter seems absurd

Once Wonderland is entered
your soul is ever changed

The world you left behind you
is ever left estranged

You can return to bridges burned
but o'er them none may pass

For once you stray there is no way
to get back through the glass


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By: One yet within the morning light


Many days go slipping by
Quickly as we wonder why

Wherefore goes the time that’s lost?
As we ponder aging's cost


All we’ve worked for just like sand
Slipping softly through our hands

Long before we first draw breath
Already we are bound for death


Every moment yet un-cast
Ever built upon the past

All alone we wander through
All the things we failed to do


Standing in the twilight hour
Watching night, the day, devour

Knowing all will soon be gone
Nothing left but hope of dawn


Life as such it ever is
Is lost amidst our hubris

But even as the shadows gather
Under Night Mares streaming lather


Undaunted gather we once more
Daring death itself to war

For though our end can naught but come
As all life's parts achieve their sum


And though our fight may gain no more
Then seconds add to our score

We still must stand against the dusk
And cleave to life within this husk


For life's not measured in its length,
~ or what you had to give


But just how hard, with what you had,
~ you truly tried to live



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