All I need
Is to open them
To see truly
And the light floods in
The scene reminds
Of days gone by
The stormy times
The years I lost
Blown well off course
Blown all to hell
But I rowed back
Against the swell
“Don’t worry, love”
Was her reply
“I’ll stay with you
This long dark night
“When comes the morn’
You’ll see sun rise
As you look
Into my eyes
It is the grey world of the mundane
Which confounds my seeking
Where everything which casts a shadow
Seems lighter than the darkness
Myself
Left so much behind
In faded memories
Lost to time
Distraction
And repression
Eight years ago, right about this time, my life was a process of transformations. Significant ones. Life changers. World changers. Personal, spiritual, career, love: you name it, it was changing. It seemed like Bif Naked had a song for every single transformation, every single condition I was experiencing.
And the most potent
He loves us
And we love him
Pix to Words 