Moments I watch silently As you cry. Your tears reminding me Of how our lives slipped by. Like grains of sand. Trickling through our fingers We tried to catch them, But nothing lingers. The clouds float by in the sky Like another moment gone by. I cherish those moments, The good days When we lived life to it's fullest. Look how much has changed. Your tears are because of me. It's ok. Go ahead, cry freely... Snapshot I sort thru the memories Colored snapshots of my life Full of vivid intimacy And heart rending strife I stare at them fondly Or hang my head and cry Truth resounding Among hidden lies I see all my choices And what I did with them Echoing voices Once audible, now dimmed More the shame, life restrained Life is a picture book Memories of how you lived What will you do with it You make the choice, it's a gift.... Fields of Summer Fields of summer, fields of glass All have come but now they pass Hot is winter, cold is spring Both bring death upon their wings And I, I'm trapped within this burning breeze Save, save me now I beg and plead Our fates are tied like bands of gold Resting on the finger cold Come within, don't delay Share the crystal, love's display And I, I'm trapped within this burning breeze Say, say the words and feed my need Fair maiden in the garden told Spare the mary done and sold Spring brings flowers be assured Waste the moment not reserved And I, I've found my place within these leaves Love, love and peace spread the seed Time is shadows, a breathless breeze Life's small threads, around our knees Bring the pipe, and bring the roll Let the Piper's stories unfold And I, I've found my pace within these leaves Love, love and peace spread the seed Her eyes are shadows Her life it ebbs, kill the flowers She won't be led Her heart it throbs, about to burst Touch her now relieve the thirst Hot is winter cold is spring Our lives flash by, give them wings This is a song in progress. I've actually been working on it for a few years hopefully it'll keep getting better as time goes on. Enjoy. Here Today Another day goes by Flowing away swiftly And time passes The apples turn from brown to deep black The flowers wilt and rot away pondering what life could've been Into stoic decay Man is like leaves in the wind Like the fragrance of a crushed flower Here today gone tomorrow Beads Father's hand so calloused Tenderly holding mine In those hands a single peace of twine "Son", he said "life is like this twine And these beads I hold in my hand Are like the choices you make in it What colors will you choose?" Silence I love these glades The silent trees And the bird's sounds Upon the breeze The way the wind Carreses my hair And Nature's kisses Upon the air Life and love in my heart A flower in my ear Freedom and true peace In Her tender care
