I made a mistake..
In thoughts of wonder
And dreams of splendor
I held my arms out.
Images from eyes blinded, closed, with fear
Became suddenly opened
Love, powerful and joyful, took control
A heart grown cold, now felt heat
Fantasizes became reality
To grasp and hold closely to my chest.
Oh the passion of forgiveness..
Do I dare let myself feel again?
And I felt my answer come quickly
For what is there if not to forgive?
To let oneself become free of our man made shackles?
To dream the dream of all the splendor before us?
Hold out our hand to the one that shows us the light?
Ahhh, so sad..
The heart is a silly thing, don't you think?
The mind, and I send forth a small chuckle
For the mind is a funny thing.
Believing what we wish of it
Like a game of Chance, it moves about the board
On a stage we perform, day after day, night after night
And we, sadly, are just mere puppets with strings that slowly untie.
Till we can perform no more
For the curtain has slowly come down
And the darkness has now descended upon us.