Allowing you to dream awake,
Against injustice scream.
The World has always
Been a place,
Impossible to redeem,
So I prefer,
My private space
Where things are so much better
Than they seem.
Where words and minds are free
To imagine life not as it is,
But as we think,
That life should be,
With kindness, love and poetry.
For, you have never met?Can your intuitionFeel the truth about themOr is it just an imaginary guess?These questions are left unansweredFor even though, I think I know you,All I have to go byAre your written words,And words can play games,No one ever imagined,Could be played,Or even heard…..? ? ?
Their two souls had intertwined,With a Love so deep and blindThat they only saw each otherOnly lived for one anotherIn a Love more than sublime,Out of space and out of time.
Is the discovery,Of other Sensitive SoulsThat thru words wants to expressLove for all our given miracles,Of which Life is,The most sacred and the very best.
Try to predict,Future’s Sky,Look at the clouds,Feel the wind,Ask somebodyHow to win.But no matter,What you do,Nor how hard you try!Predicting the FutureIs an impossible lie.
Like the clock that tics,Like a heart you fix,Love,The proper mix.
But if it can’t be,A little will doSo that Life can start anew.
