It all begins At a starting point And grows from there With a single choice; Which direction Will you choose And with that choice Will you win or lose? A lucky few end up At the starting point, again With a second chance to choose What they should’ve chosen then
Across the silent Lonely night Under a moon So full and bright; A call echoes Through the air Questioning Are you there? A faint noise From afar Answers her In a distant howl; Uncertainty Comes to an end As he calls her home To be with him
Knowing even the moon embraces change to shine in the daylight gives me hope as I imagine its strength to say goodbye to the night
Twisting and turning Together they drift Tossed on the wind The group does not split As a flock They’ll go where they’ll go But with just one flap Dissention does show There’s one who has chosen To separate On spread wings he’ll fly To claim his own fate
Through the frigid Air The sun reached Down And scorched the Ice Loosening Winter’s frozen Grip And the thaw Began
It’s the pieces When combined That finish the design In a mosaic collection Gathered over a lifetime It’s the pieces Mended together Where broken edge Meets broken edge That turns imperfection Into a masterpiece instead
The wind Blows in From the North Showing force From the South Bringing warmth From the East Like a beast From the West A welcome guest The wind Blows in
Glow So others may know They have a friend in the darkness
A keeper Of lost seconds And precious minutes won; A hand Counting the hours Until the day is done; A face Looking back at you In solemn apathy; A guardian That’s honest In the number that you see; *** Time *** Will tell the details Offering no apology
Comfort in a time of need Encouragement when hope has fleed; Truth even when it hurts Lies in search of new converts; Enrichment for the mind Fantasy that’s fun to find; Spoken through loose lips Written with pen tips; Read before bed Unspoken inside our head; WORDS hold the power To delight or devour
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