Saturday, January 7, 2006

Home Within


Current mood: indescribable

Sitting on this motel bed
Killing time together, but each alone
All the paths we could have gone
But here and now is the only road we have chose

Sifting through memories of lives gone by
For clues to directions which we should grow
Looking to the past, looking to the future
When the present is all we can truely know

Portals open in our minds
To other spaces, other times
This dimension is all we live and breathe
And home within all we can hope to reach

All of this existence for divine purpose
Or just a feather drifting on pockets of air
A destiny called to each and all?
Or do we only move following what way we stare

Metaphors to simplify
The complexity of a life beyond any of our grasps
To find strength and structure in fragile balance
A bridge on the verge of collapse...

Portals open in our minds
To other spaces, other times
This dimension is all we live and breathe
And a home within is all we can hope to reach

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