Saturday, July 24, 2010

My life, the mostly richly blessed

Laughter, the best thing in the world
I asked for it, all I get is was tears
Tears, they washed away all my grief
And sorrow with them
Tears-there is no shame in them.

The bright stars in the sky
Make me fell I’m in heaven
I wished to capture them in my hand
The stars they were out of my reach
I learn to look up.

The reaches were my goals
Poverty made me wise
I wouldn’t keep my possessions
I experienced joy in giving

I wish for the sun to shine on me forever
I stood watching, it set in the west
Together with all my hopes and dreams
I learned to light the candle in the dark

I wanted to fall in love
There was no one was no one beside me
Yet I found the greatest love of all
The love for myself

I wanted to talk, I couldn’t
I learned the power of silence
I couldn’t be with the one I loved
I loved the ones I was with

I wanted to turn back time
The memory gave me the strength to go on
I asked for things so that I could enjoy my life
I got life so that I could enjoy things

The things I get in my life are not all what you see
All you believe is your eyes
But your eyes they just tell you lies
The life I live depends on all what I feel, and I feel
I’m, among all men, the most richly blessed.

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