Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, April 19, 2012

I wasn't looking

I wasn't looking and I
 didn't see time or day,
I wasn't living and I 
was wasting my life
 away. 

Couldn't see beyond
the mountains or sea,
didn't understand the 
emptiness in me. 

I wasn't looking and I
didn't see time or day,
I wasn't living and I
was wasting my life
 away.

Until it happened
and love found the
way and the dreams 
of happiness were 
here to stay. 

I wasn't looking and I
didn't see time or day,
I wasn't living and I
was wasting my life
away. 

Unlocked the gate,
the path of life relayed
and it led me safely 
into your arms for
forever and a day. 







When the children and I drove through the old neighborhood everything seemed so much smaller than I remembered. The elementary school, the church and the city houses and streets all see seem to make less of an impact. There were no longer any fears, worries or struggles connected with those places, they were simply buildings. 
The mind has an incredible ability to take yesterday and retain it for tomorrow, this simple quest is the power of memory. Reviewing, acknowledging and occasionally the exploration of our response to a moment in time. 
There is a song or a word or a place I have been, there is a dream and a moment that I hold within. I go back now and than for a quick review and relive that magic that makes the skies blue. 

Can't go on living with your eyes close,
 to feel the love inside.  
Can't go on living in a dream world,
to feel your hand in mine. 
Can't go on singing the songs of love,
to fill the emptiness. 
Can't go on daydreaming of the kiss,
to imagine honey on my lips.
~
I made it through winter
 to feel the cold in spring.
~





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