Nick Sym

In our everyday busy lives,
we take for granted the miracles we have received
Our perception of simple black and white,
Is a combination yet to be perceived
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There is a place within the world,
so secret that only I know where
And I was finally given permission,
it's location I now can share
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There is a man of compassion,
who is part of my very soul
With his understanding,
he has made my life more whole
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I travel through a corridor of mirrors,
there are no reflections for lack of light
Why can I not see myself?
have I lost my faith in sight
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I shed a tear for our young ones,
but nobody seems to cry with me
They are left with what we leave behind,
so what is the world to be
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Ever present Guardian Angel,
who could you possibly be
You have never failed,
to constantly watch over me
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I take a long huddled walk,
on a cold mid winter's night
The cutting wind passes through my clothes,
feeling the clench of natures bite
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Please help me find true enlightenment,
Can one of the Lords Angels channel me to the path?
To find the perpetual love of our omnipresent God
and not the Devils wrath
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I wake up to the heat of the early morning sun,
the bright light which hurts my eyes
It has yanked me from an idealistic dream,
I can now hear the young one's cries
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Through the thick damp mist,
of the cold dark night
I walk the trails of the evergreen
stepping in shallow puddles of mud,
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As I contentedly lay back in my dory,
with my arms lazily outstretched
I feel Peggy's Cove's cool breath,
and the fine mist of the ocean on my breast
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I lay serenely in a grassy field,
away from civilization, all alone
My thoughts begin to wander,
I let my imagination roam
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I received a letter in the mail,
one of many I receive each day
I did not feel like opening it,
Well at least not right away
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There are no mysteries to ponder,
it is all in plain open view
Like walking through a meadow,
and getting wet from the morning dew
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Leaving footprints in the sand,
hand in hand you walked with me
As the sun slowly faded,
into the gentle blue sea
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We are all God's children,
and one day our time will come
When we will face our Father,
and his loving Son
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Let's go on a relaxing voyage,
not to far from home
Release your inhibitions,
and just let reality roam
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A spark has been some how created,
with the proper fuel it has started a flame
Making it's path all consuming,
the need for tears in the form of rain
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I look up into the sky,
and wonder what is in store
For in this the grand Universe,
there must be a whole lot more
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My emotions have taken a holiday,
I feel neither joy nor pain
They all have been washed away,
by an unexplainable internal rain
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