In the beginning, was the Light. But all was dark and cold. At the beginning for His delight, He summoned sky, ocean, valley and wold. For the beginning was the night, When the Light started the world. The cold and darkness whisked away, That we may behold the first of days, And came the second
I dance around you, yet unseen I sing with my actions, yet unheard, So I get your attention by absurd means For you only respond when I make a scene We are often treated like children Confined to limit the perceived uncouth Yes, you have treated us with a building Yet you don’t have to
They foresaw its danger thus built a republic But they still took the writings on the wall for granted, Eventually “by the people, for the people” became a relic So Caesar seized the day and supreme control was granted! They will speak of a greater evil And we will call unity against a common enemy
I want to write something To a world that is in the process of losing To write about the greatest gain Greater than your worries and pain I want to use a wooden brush To draw a heart on dear old death Pouring out crimson ink A sprinkle of life no final death The certainty
The Race of Man born of the earth Proud and hardened humankind So sinful from our very birth Corrupted heart and soul and mind Abide we in our realm of sod Delight we in our frame of clay Dead in our deeds our spirits flawed Perfection came to make a way Yet there was such
Where I've been, what I saw, where I want to be.
I want to look around and write something To hear the sounds, and write something To see the crowds and writes something To reach the clouds so that I can write something
To live as though I have no wife; to hate this world and earthly life. Kill the body! Can't kill the soul!
What did a get from ready Quora's "“What is that one picture that describes the lowest point in your life?”
I never built sandcastles, but I built a castle A magnificent home filled with memories
