The twists and complications of the human mind are fuel for a lot of controversy. We are each different, each unique and each beautiful but we each have a dark side too.
“Is there no sign of light as we stand in the darkness?
Watching the sun arise
Is there no sign of life as we gaze at the waters?
Into the strangers eyes”
In a recent conversation with a friend i realized that most of us meet the right people at the wrong time or the wrong people at the right time. Such is life.
Love seems to become more n more elusive and complicated as we age. Expectations increases.
‘And who are we to criticize or scorn the things that they do?
Love seems to become more n more elusive and complicated as we age. Expectations increases.
‘And who are we to criticize or scorn the things that they do?
For we shall seek and we shall find ammonia avenue”
Can we, with all our personal diversity ever find someone to fit the grooves exactly? Or do we need to file the edges down and accommodate.
Is love and marriage synonymous with compromise?
“If we call for the proof and we question the answers
Can we, with all our personal diversity ever find someone to fit the grooves exactly? Or do we need to file the edges down and accommodate.
Is love and marriage synonymous with compromise?
“If we call for the proof and we question the answers
Only the doubt will grow
Are we blind to the truth or a sign to believe in?
Only the wise will know”
Then again, isn’t our own company enough to pass off as companionship? Or are we in our hearts looking for a hand to hold?
“And word by word they handed down the light that shines today
Then again, isn’t our own company enough to pass off as companionship? Or are we in our hearts looking for a hand to hold?
“And word by word they handed down the light that shines today
And those who came at first to scoff, remained behind to pray”
I admit today that I’d love to be held. Love to be held close and love to be loved.. And for all those who believe love is a sham or an illusion, i guess you have never really known what it is to truly give love.
“When you can’t hear the rhyme and you can’t see the reason
I admit today that I’d love to be held. Love to be held close and love to be loved.. And for all those who believe love is a sham or an illusion, i guess you have never really known what it is to truly give love.
“When you can’t hear the rhyme and you can’t see the reason
Why should the hope remain?
For a man will be tired and his soul will grow weary
Living his life in vain”
He assigns all of us a purpose before we receive a physical form. Mine is to love people. To bring a smile or a laugh.. To take away a little pain, to give hope. And so, with outstretched arms i wait to embrace anyone who is willing to be loved.
“And who are we to justify the right in all we do?
He assigns all of us a purpose before we receive a physical form. Mine is to love people. To bring a smile or a laugh.. To take away a little pain, to give hope. And so, with outstretched arms i wait to embrace anyone who is willing to be loved.
“And who are we to justify the right in all we do?
Until we seek until we find ammonia avenue”
Is this the right path for everyone? Is it necessary for everyone to find their purpose? Why do people change? Why is it acceptable when people’s belief systems change in the blink of an eye? Yet, everything we do is right according to us. Even if it isn’t, it is the choice we make and we manage to justify our actions
Is this the right path for everyone? Is it necessary for everyone to find their purpose? Why do people change? Why is it acceptable when people’s belief systems change in the blink of an eye? Yet, everything we do is right according to us. Even if it isn’t, it is the choice we make and we manage to justify our actions
‘Through all the doubt somehow they knew
And stone by stone they built it high
Until the sun broke through
A ray of hope, a shining light ammonia avenue’
And stone by stone we build these walls until we block out even the few that matter. We shield our souls and feelings believing that exposure will cause more damage. We don’t trust, we don’t see, we stop feeling.
And then when we are sure that all is lost, He makes the light shine through. He sends us a miracle that changes it all. The acceptance of that change is a choice again… those who grab that hand get a second chance. Those who don’t slowly crumble right from the core.
And stone by stone we build these walls until we block out even the few that matter. We shield our souls and feelings believing that exposure will cause more damage. We don’t trust, we don’t see, we stop feeling.
And then when we are sure that all is lost, He makes the light shine through. He sends us a miracle that changes it all. The acceptance of that change is a choice again… those who grab that hand get a second chance. Those who don’t slowly crumble right from the core.
