I have long wondered when and how,
For so long have I wondered.
Days went by both then and now,
And dreams came while I slumbered.
I went to see the ones I loved,
Longing for an answer from above.
But what they told me when I asked them,
Was simply:
"Soon my love..."
Broken and shatterd do I lie,
Upon the cold, hard ground.
And on this land do I lay,
Forever without making a sound.
How I wish that I could rise,
And leave this dreadful place.
Though sadly I am forever here,
A being of pure disgrace.
There are things in this world that are not as they seem,
Hidden from the common folk's eye.
And to share these secrets would be dire indeed,
So I shall not dare to try.
Mysteries here and secrets there,
The wise tell stories of old.
There are things in this world that are not as they seem,
And some I wish could be told.
-P.S.
Oh Great Spirit,
Whose voice I hear in the winds,
And whose breath gives life to all the world,
-Hear Me-
I come before you, one of your children.
I am small and weak.
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold
The red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made,
My ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise, so that I may know the things you
Have taught my people,
The lesson you have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek not to be superior to my brothers,
But to able to fight my greatest enemy,
Myself.
Make me ever ready to come to you,
With clean hands and straight eyes,
So when life fades as a fading sun set,
My spirit may come to you without shame.
Fire, oh so furious and passionate,
You control my every action.
Water, so healing and calm,
To my soul you are like a soothing balm.
Air, so light and free,
Soaring in the sky, carefree is what you be.
Earth, so caring and tender,
Of our duties, you are our constant reminder!
When upon the winter’s solemn eve,
As all goes away for night.
I see that all is well on Earth,
All is well and right.
I sit and watch the fire burn,
Such radiance does it hold.
I sink within the fire’s warmth,
And dream of tales of old.
The raindrops fall outside my window,
A dismal, dreary thing.
The only thing I can enjoy now,
Are these sad songs I sing.
I sit here wondering why you left me,
Why you left me all alone.
Why you went and hung up on me,
When we last spoke on the phone.
I wonder if you even loved me,
If you ever cared at all.
Or did you simply want to use me,
Wear me out until I fall.
Did our love mean anything to you,
Or to you was it just a game.
Did you ever see me different,
Did I not treat you the same.
The raindrops fall outside my window,
A dismal, dreary thing.
And the only thing I can enjoy now,
Are these songs I sing.
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