The late bloom

It is a late bloom for the flower, one small speck of color, among the coarse brown all around,

And it happens to light your way, even if for just one day, just one moment,

It’s a late bloom for the flower, don’t miss to cast a quick glance, as you find your way back from the hike, towards your life, towards your end…

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The falling rays

The falling rays of the day past, yes I come back to you, with folded hands, you promised me the land, where are you now, that I wander amongst the lost, amongst the seekers, did you want to see me here, when you had stood tall amongst the lost, amongst the dreamers,

The falling rays of the day past, will you show me the way now, will you hold my hand,

The falling rays of the day past, will you be the sunshine I have been waiting for, will you be ready to burn, will you be the smile that can save us,

The falling rays of the day past, will you rise with the morning sun, will you spend another day, as I try to find my Love, yes, my love, and whom I lost,

With the falling rays of the day past…