Friday, October 28, 2005

ThINk AbOuT iT

Clear Your Future

Walking in the cold rain
Drops falling on the frozen ground
I hear their whishpers
Their echos in the ripples.

I look up to the dusty sky
Stars are showing me a sign.
To take this step or to fall back behind
But I have to break the heavy glacier inside.

Throught fog I see golden lights.
A light that i want to reach.
But a wind comes and cuts me aside
Making sounds that leaves me behind.

A golden hand from above
Erases all the foggy side
Now is pure and clean.
A baby blue made it's way throught the sky.

No more vague winds.
God just purezised the air
A sun with a tender smile
Cleared me way throught the path.

Take a breath evaporizing all your goals
Blow aways all your fears
Chose the path winkeling to you
And make your way through the twisted life.

1 comment:

barbiedollka86 said...

tru tru. nice poem, i like it. it makes u think n all.:) kisses