by the morning the waters had receded to reveal new horizons the surface of a different world but this was no sea of tranquility more a reflection of a barren future
Sometimes people and society don’t allow us to be who we are We have to comply with unwritten traditions Mass insecurity tries to hold back individual growth You cannot do this You cannot do that It may affect the lives of others (But) Life affects the path of all on a daily basis No assistance is required Follow our individual drive and travel together Work with what we have Instead of against Lose our fear of reliance Experience the event
Tanned faces in the winter of hope Lasting forever Distant perhaps Remote This life despairs all who come to pass Knowledge is regression Time however Never lasts
Morning stroll along the fragrant path towards the chill of the woods I stop before going further to clear my mind Too late My senses have already revealed the future
Green shoots pry Into his house The gardener waits Listening in silence And fails They talk They plan Up the stairs He is there Our roots are not yet strong enough But He is weak Wait That noise Rain We grow
Memories Do they belong to us Or the collective of spirits Past, present, future? Is this the reality we perceive to be our own Or are we on an endless loop The groundhog day of eternity
The choices of the past Have led to strange futures Not all has been as foretold Even fixing things can have consequences Be careful what you wish for Albeit in another life time Predictions are unclear when fear is the catalyst
Trespassing in the wake of hope I rise to the challenge of looking for optimism in all aspects of drama To feel charged is preferable to being drained What's the worst that could happen apart from the already inevitable
The power of the mind is unknown Producing truth, fear, hope, etc, etc, +++ So many thoughts Too confusing for anyone Too difficult to fully control But with practice Silence can be found Allowing peace in all ventures
The air has been ****** from the sky The seas can't cry The shark hunts the lion The path of life is flying Contradictions of a world unknown The past visits through the twilight zone My heart beats faster breathing gets harder WHAT'S GOING ON WHAT IS GOING ON
This is reality The summer Only an escape Yeah Summer living Some just existing Where do we hope to be Always looking to escape Wanting for something better Will we grasp it when it comes Or let it slip through Ahh Here comes the wind again Stirring the sand Clearing the footprints
Beneath the colours of the butterfly wing A brighter world awaits the coming of the king Wish it all past Make light clean shade This realm is alive A stranger hidden glade For this world exists but not as it seems To reach it alone rely on your dreams The others who are there will follow you true As sleep passes by and life is anew
Does the path of life scare you Why We are all equal The truth dispenses with the perceived misconception Time is inescapable Be who you are The future is your own
Time is a barrier to progress It allows procrastination Major changes take too long The small things seem more relevant Performed in an instant Through them all is achievable
The day stretches ahead My passage is unclear Nothing remains The darkness of a summers morning is a warm blanket Saving me from myself As I walk towards my journey The future has begun