Would piercing one's heart with an arrow,
Be any different than with words?
We journey through our lives,
Though no one knows what lies,
In the dark corner of our minds,
That we overlook,
That seems so obsolete,
Blown away,
In the swirling wind that sways.
Constantly crushed,
Our voices always shushed,
The petrichor so fresh,
The pain marked in our flesh.
Likewise,
We will always rise,
And fall.
Despite all the demise,
The hope is here,
The clouds will clear,
The new tomorrow,
Erasing the sorrow.
Despite everything,
There will be ringing,
That calls the changing,
The lingering,
The breaking.
And we will be,
Forever singing.
The constant howl of wailing winds,
The clouds above the sandy shores,
Vivid skies and setting suns,
The melody of birds high and sung.
Fire that caresses the flaring blue,
Seemingly scorching the beige hue,
Joy and serenity remain strong and true,
The life lived now with no such rue.
Storms that careen over the tidal waves,
Surging like the knight who was once so brave,
Wings of loft, upon my soul,
To the deepest seas, and the golden shoals.
Guided By Stars by The Hen
Those pinpoints of light,
That shine through the night,
Magnificent twilight, along with the waning moon,
I hope that peace is coming soon.
If all is lost, all is gone,
Never be swallowed,
By the haunting shadows.
The stars are there,
To guide you,
Among unknown terrain,
For eternal time.
I watch,
As the future comes to pass,
Life has changed,
For all of us.
Those we left behind,
In our years of the past,
We miss, and we wish,
To see them one last time.
Reach for the stars,
For your dreams,
For your wishes.
Grasp and cherish what,
Defines the endless galaxy,
And the everlasting of memories,
That lies in our hearts.
Soar through the sky,
And find what you wish,
Speak and ask,
The stars and stars,
For they will guide you,
And bring your mind and soul,
To forever rest,
And forever harmony.
Guided by stars,
I walk down my path,
And seek afar.
The wishes,
That have been cast by the shooting beauty,
Be true,
With the moonlight and the twilight,
In sync,
Always there to guide our lives.
I wish not to be with someone,
But with somewhere,
A place that is free,
With surreal scenery,
A place where I can watch,
The Sun,
At the crack of dawn,
The running fawns,
Grazing,
The looming mountains protecting,
The greenery,
The canyons,
The one canary,
Who sings its song,
Who makes me cry,
In sorrow and in joy,
I don't want to be with one,
I want to be with the setting sun,
The endless sky,
As I close my eyes,
And open my soul,
For I can trust the trees,
And listen to the rustling leaves.