you will know when you are being played
how you handle it is what counts
-to keep peace with your soul
ask the Master what they would do
and do likewise my child.

silence is a space, place in time, timeless-
the hills are silent, they wait in quietness,
clothed in their gentle mystery you return
your heart a little more at home in eternity.

a muffled song came through the walls
the walls of my shame
clearer now its sweet refrain,
'don't you know you are forgiven'

This life feels like a prison,
but everything happens for a reason,
at least that is what they say.
All I can do is swallow my pride
and obey.

Well, anyway,
the guard will come to see me one day,
shouting: Hey, you! You've done your time!
And now we have to take you away!
Okay?!

Okay...

But where to?

remembering the dead
follows the living

a memory is forged
deep into the heart

the remembrance of friends
relationships past

those who have passed
from fragile sight