The Moon is Full The Lion Is Roaring

A heart is beating,

The moon is full,

Blood is pumping,

Adrenaline fuelled,

The Lion is roaring,

In search for you.....

The Flowing Pen

The pen is flowing,

Words expressed,

Finds a page,

For those to read,

Some to digest,

That Path Unknown

To be on that path,

The wind is howling,

Biting the flesh,

Like the hounds of hell,

The courage to face the fear,

To press forward through the storm,

On the path unknown,

Trusting in inner strength,

Strength to pass the test,

Until you find some shelter,

That is where to rest a burdened head,

To take some time,

Until the new dawn,

When the storm has gone,

With a new day born.....

Twisted Face

Rising Sun

To wake with the rising sun,

That guiding light,

A new morning has begun,

The warmth of the glow,

It warms a soul,

As one prepares for the show,

For the first act,

Is that first foot step,

Then the chapter grows,

For as an hour goes by,

A page is turned,

With the memories that are made,

For one has travelled on the path,

That leads us to midday,

As the story of the show,

Continues throughout the day,

Until the curtains are drawn,

Then in the dreams one rehearses the lines for the next day....

  

A Rainy Day

To walk on a path on a rainy day,

Path was still there after the storm had

passed this way,

It led to a rainbow,

Under the arch,

On the path,

Did not stray,

Now the sun is shining,

One is well on one's way......

Try To Feel

One tried to feel,

A heart was still,

The rhythm had slowed it's beat,

To feel it still,

It was unreal,

This was not meant to be,

For it felt as if life was on pause,

In conflict with time,

As the seconds fell through the hands,

Just like grains of sand.....

Contemplating one's fate,

On destiny's path one waits,

Until a sign is shown,

That direction is then known,