An emptiness I felt in my heart filled with unseen scenery. Reflecting of what will be my future is at stake. Some journeys are over, some adventures are close to an end, but not now I said. This is just the beginning, but why everyone’s leaving? The show is not over yet, for the main event waits. I’ve been held in this lifeless gulf with my sense of being a prisoner for so long. In beliefs, while my eyes shut I can hear oceans sing like a raging thunder, trying to break the silence of my unmerciful mind. I wonder if that thing I thought of is trying to break free trying to reach me. I wonder…
There’s this place I love to hangout with. I create my song, sleep, even read books. The guitar is with me, the pen and the paper is with me. I love music so much it sends tranquility through my soul and every time I hum a song along such wonderful melody I assumed, I can hear it, the song of everything. I can feel it, as the wind wafts it touches my skin that the music of its own slowly lullabies me. I can hear such wonderful harmony in my ears singing, I am a creation, a part of the amazing world, a part of great, unseen things. I write what I imagined even if it’s hard to put the right words I tried to write it down, I’m in awe.
I stood there asking is there more world beautiful than this place I’m gazing on? If yes I want to go there, I want to see that place and I want to feel it too. A world where I can be who I want to be, no more hiding, no more tears, and no more counterfeit people. I just wish and for that wish there's longing and from longing a hope is born. I wont hesitate to find what I'm looking for peace and what I longing for love. At this long road someone is holding me firmly but gentle. When He talks His soft voice makes me on my knees I knew I am loved by this someone.
There am I stanging, I stand in the middle of the crowd, looking forward to something, ideas to deal with; I’m in this crowded place searching beyond these thousands path. Can I use my instincts and guts? Then fall into a trap? I know the way will reveal it self, if that’s what I believed in; if I don’t make it works on me; one way to walk on, one way to discover. It’s a drag for me that I’ve been damage before, but I say it’s over with that gentle kiss it lessens the pain that’s stabs my soul deeply, throbbing, choking. I can still here it the beautiful song ever, the peacefulness that brought my soul and heart at ease.
My story has just begun, still wondering on my part, exploring what’s inside and out. I’ll just whisper it, it will be fun to listen. Maybe I compete in this life’s tragedy and commotion but a love who’s constantly embracing me leaving me no worry but to ease and rest.
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