Do you see that silver line at the end of the sky?
It’s where the ground seems to touch the clouds
And the lush green fields evaporate into thin air
It’s where dreams are made, and hope is stored
It’s where imagination finds its freedom
And the possibilities are endless
Now look at the ground beneath your feet
Where everything is exactly as you see it
Where the senses collide with the absoluteness of reality
And you may gain only what your hands can reach
Sometime, long ago, we all stood on the edge of the horizon
Gazing at the blue wilderness above
We could somehow grasp the stars
And feel the warmth of wonder
But time has to play its part
Space keeps expanding, moving us away from what we used to know
Through a labyrinth of random events
To an alternate dimension of perceptions
Waves of questions will emerge throughout this expedition
Demanding answers about the world, about ourselves
Casting doubt on our hopes and dreams
Blurring our faith
Thus, build a sanctuary within our souls
To calm the fears, to quell the anxieties
To mind the thoughts, to guard the faith
To renew the hope, to nurture the dreams
To rekindle the spirit,
And foster the courage to face the day
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Heart, beat steady
Find the balance once more
Your thought is really something...yet...
ReplyDeleteI like the concept of balance...
Balance means heaven.
it may mean something different for each of us;)
Deleteas always, thank you, Ade ;)
ho'oh cecuatu bangau dah ahahahha
DeleteHaha... Thank you Dutty;) I hope the "sesuatu" is a good thing
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