Orange skylines with Copper inconsistencies, Cobbled pavements Converging, at odd angles, Stepped on By fairytale homes And tourist feet, Almost, just almost, Drowning out the violins And the voices, Almost making me forget That Europe isn’t home, Somehow.
You are my skyline The boundary line Between earth and sky My apparent horizon You are the outline Of my life You are the building Of my dreams Against the twilight You are the opening You are the frame You greet me in the morning and You tuck me in at night My lovelight
You are my Skyline
How can I describe the Days in and days out Of walking this earth Of being alive What it means to survive You illustrate the sketch I am your design As I walk the soul-path of this life I step into your celestial sphere I listen I observe your circle Of love and light Forever fascinated I give you every doubt I give you every fear I watch the sunrise In your eyes On the horizon Of each iris
However it is That you love me I am your fortunate child When I feel your fire rise inside When I feel your rain wash over me I am baptized in your light You make me want to fight For a deeper meaning You make me crave the desire to make sense With every mistake I make In everything and every moment spent With every breath I take In me you create A strength that could Carry the sun You are the One
You are my skyline The boundary line Between earth and sky My apparent horizon You are the outline Of my life You are the building Of my dreams Against the twilight You are the opening You are the frame You greet me in the morning and You tuck me in at night My lovelight
You are my reason to go on You are my favorite birdsong You are my Mother and my Father Divine You are the thunder and the hope of everyone
My templeheart My firestone My endless drink My only home
Teach in me What you would have me do Give me direction And I will follow through For me, for you and the Entire universe
You are my Skyline You are the truth You are the opening
And I wandered on and on and on until I came to a place that seemed to fill me a city that you loved in your life a city that meant something to you and it made me think of you and I whispered that I loved you into the skyline.
I stood there. Staring. A snow-capped peak stared back. I became exceedingly captivated. Captivated by the thought that he and I existed; Existed now. Existed here. Existed together.
I became a shell. A shell filled with explosive joy. And I could no longer become underwhelmed. Nor could I become whelmed.
I lived.
I will never believe in myself more, Never trust in Creation more, Never be enveloped in the stillness more Than I did in that moment.
