Monday, May 12, 2014

5/12/14

From  a world such as this 
what good can come?
 When the thoughts of mere men stretch out to reach the darkness, what hope is there to be found? 
Only hope is pure. 
And in the darkness, it seems now lost. 
In my own soul, I feel the creeping shadow
In my heart, I begin to find the footprints of weakness
Everywhere 
everywhere there is nothingness
But when we remember Truth
Hope is not lost
And day is coming
Somewhere beyond the mountains and seas
The sun will rise 
And the darkness will die
If only one remains to see it, still it will come none the less
Death shall never take those whom You love
and nothing will defeat Light
When its loveliness is unleashed
The pale morning will become a radiant dawn
Until the stars are drowned out
By the purity of Your Presence 
and nothingness will cease
Only freedom
can endure the coming storm
Death and prison will be forgotten 
And the shining waters will stretch out for all to see, calling out their glorious song
Praising You
Forever 

Me

Once, a long time ago, I was an idealist.
Since, I have become a realist.
I lost my ID, my identity.