Last night I had a dream It wasn’t pleasant This morning came the news You are no longer present
Sometimes we need to look just a little deeper...
I am me...I know no other way to be...
More than merely Dogmatic confusion To me you are real
What is art? Can it really be defined. What is creativity? Have you ever thought on this? Everyone has a different perception of what art is. What's yours?
"Words" is our tandem topic for today. Words have power. Watch how you use them.
The answer rang clear You're more than you think More than just a figment of My imagination
Standing here Staring you dead-on I can do this I am ready
And so it goes… I watch you standing there All ebb…no flow A mere mortal in thought With mortality wrought with strife The inability to delve deeper jarring One so translucent…so tragic
Is it my destiny? To meet with you? To meet you? To feel you? Will it ever be? I don't have the answer I'll hold onto the belief That one day I might have A date with fate Hold onto my Faith Given by Grace That I might get to hold you One day Whichever way You might choose to appear I'll hold firm to to my Faith Given by Grace That I might One day be granted A date with fate