On occasion my hands like to travel
To the places where minds unravel
A bird on a wing and a piece of string
Creates a melody only souls can sing
Soul of mine, am I dead inside?
I search for love but find only pride
Is the path of life too far and wide?
To keep the beat of my song alive
Through the light of my soul I shine within
I've traveled too far to let darkness win
Even if it turns me inside out once more
I'm holding fast the string of hope to soar
Catch a thermal watch out here I come
I'll ride the moon all the way to the sun
Vanquish failures and Celebrate victories
Souls high in the light of soaring revelries!
What a beautiful write, Dani...you and Robin write quite well together.
Through the light of my soul I shine within
I've traveled too far to let darkness win
Even if it turns me inside out once more
I'm holding fast the string of hope to soar
this is what says it all for me, because without that hope, everything is for nought.
I read this poem to myself and then I read it out loud. I must confess, I loved hearing the words burst from my lips. It was magic dancing through the room, bouncing off the walls, I thought I was at a Grand Ball.
A Noiseless Patient Spiderby Walt Whitman
A noiseless patient spider,
I mark'd where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark'd how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,
It launch'd fort.. more..