Another home...
I've always made peace with my life,
Like the greens does with yellows,
Like a bird does with the rain,
And yet... when the storms come,
I am left alone again and again...
As if the breeze never felt the tears on my cheeks,
Like moon never felt the yearning in my gaze,
Like the time never listened to my prayers,
But somehow, somewhere the sky stays,
The stars rest above to shine upon me,
Their dust running in my veins, enlighten me...
And there I am, lost in the oblivion,
transcended to another dimension,
I am the sea, the river and the ocean,
For my life was never meant to win any race,
But rather side track to an unknown, unfamiliar place,
And live as the very soul that breathes the earth around,
That forms the tides and moves the ground,
I'm meant to live in such a place,
Where trees lay low, and gently caress,
My thoughts woven in a delicate lace,
All wrapped with gentle patience and grace,
Believing I'd live to love and not to die,
I shall become the very sky....
V