

Final DanceFinal DanceFinal Dance
Dancing on the soft shore of time Twisting, twirling, spiralling free Insecurities rising to the stars Admonished by purpled sky Gracefulness caresses my being I am contained and clumsy no more Movements of release, of peace, hope Joyful, I am certain at last
And I sing
The words of a lifetime gain freedom And swoop over mountains and hills Telling the landscape my story Describing my heart to the world The forest whispers my secrets The waves take under my pain I am at peace in my ballet of me I am one with t


Glass LakeGlass LakeGlass Lake
Glass lake of tranquillity unmoving Reflecting bare trees and high hills Spiralling eagles play high above In their cloudless, serene domain
Through the silence a presence is felt A shift that is subtle like a breeze The perceptive eagles soar out of sight As a change in the scenery appears
A ripple begins on the water Starting afar and coming ever near And as its intensifying pulse approaches Cold draught carrying fear pushes past
The glass lakes surface is broken All reflection is splintered by waves


I close my eyesI close my eyesI close my eyes
If I close my eyes so softly And rest my consciousness to a sublime state I can still see you I can perceive your soul
You survive despite oblivion
I could linger here Living within my thoughts Forget the reality and just subside Glorious insanity of introspection In my protected house
Here we could laugh We could see the sky empty and clear
We could listen to nature breathe Yet what chance of this paradise Even now I am wrenched back
I open my sight to the fog of burnt day I hear screams


I wake aloneI wake aloneI wake alone
Solitary confinement in a morning bed Where neatness of the vacant half Echoes the emptiness of a heart
Curtains that once guarded passion within Try to protect lonely tears from the world Ashamed of the brightness that intrudes
Here absence of warmth casts frost In the place where love calmly lay Now only abandoned and neglected sheets
Shape once relaxed here with breaths of rhythm Yet stillness of nothing has replaced its life Emptiness replacing slumbered existence
Hand of memoried longing caresses a pillow
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Dare to Dream
Live a life full of love
and you will be happy
spend eternity earning more money
and you will die alone
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