And Life Goes On.

Tomorrow shall pass, like the tomorrows before,
The sun will rise, and the moon shall fall,
Rain clouds will pass, flowers still bloom,
And life goes on.

The stars still shine, like a million eyes,
The soft wind still sings, like a song through the trees,
The clouds still the pillows, to rest my dreams upon,
And life goes on.

Time doesn't stop, nor do I,
Forward i go, in solitude,
As each tomorrow comes then goes
And My life goes on.

Random thought 2

If when alone, in the dark, visions of sanctity are found.
Is the darkness then the path, to lead to the light?????

Random though

If in longing, and suffering the pains of solitude,
ones heart finds the piece, to fulfill the void.
Is the love ever so true,
or like a mask,
just hiding what is behind it??

Fairytale come true

I awaken from my sleep with a smile upon my face. For today is the day that happiness comes true. I walk now with the clouds beneath my feet with not a worry nor a care; for soon it will all be the way which I have dreamed a thousand dreams, it would be.
Tables draped in white and gold, with pumpkin center pieces and golden plates. The Candles hang from the trees, leaves strewn about, more and more the dream comes true.
A crisp autumn breeze, flowed through the tree, as soft amber's, browns, and oranges, tint the soon falling leaves. Pillow soft clouds dance across the sky, as the setting sun shines upon you. Like a fairytale princess come to life, walking towards me, I see you for the first time. Lost for words, short for breath, your beauty still amazes me, more each time. Your dress flowing behind you as your hair dances with the breeze, as step by step you draw near.
As you stand beside me, the world disappears, nothing else, no sounds, no visions, just me and you. I take you by the hand; swear to you, my never ending love and devotion, as i slide the ring upon your finger. Sealed with a kiss, to last forever, happily ever after has come true.
Dancing the night away; with our loved ones around. It’s time to say good night. I help you in to the carriage of white, and kiss you ever so soft as we ride out of sight. But forever a smile shall now remain, for when the clock strikes twelve, my princess will remain...


 

Lost Love??

Does the flame of a lost love, ever really die,

Or will it strike back up, if she ever walked by?

Will it burn once again hot, ever so bright,

Or just warm like the springtime sunlight?

Will her beauty remain, the way my memories recalls,

Or disappear like the leaves in the fall?

Could it then be a love to be forever at its best,

Or a love that was better off, left to rest.

Maybe its best if i am never to know,

For losing her again, my hear could not take the blow.