I look through the window as we drive a measly 45
I am lost in my world of wandering thoughts
They come into my mind faster then we are passin the beautiful scenary
I watch as a bird mindlessly flies over head with out a care in the world
This small but very free bird is exactly wut i want to be
I look through the glass and out to the beauty that lays before my eyez
It is so close but in actuality too far
Reality would say just stop and enjoy the scenary
But i dont stop because stopping would mean attachment
I feel if i am attached i can be hurt and i dont want to feel that pain
Then it happens
We slow and everything seems to slow with us...its snowing
The snow is perfect weather for my my life,
Snow it masks like a blanket, you kno there is something underneath
But have no clue wut that is...a layer of new is wut snow is
But a layer of new only masks the layer of old and that layer will surley show
Does it matter, of course not because to me life is the moment
As long as the moment is peaceful then
I can live life to the fullest and this is truly wut i love about life
The passing of the seasons like the changing of people as they grow old
I live for the moment because everything changes and thats life
From the flower which blossoms in the spring and wilts in the fall
To the people i kno and love which are there one day and gone the next
Those who pass u bye as though u are nothing when in the past u talkd for hrs
The ones which leave u behind and never look back
As though the memories were never made and the friendships were never here
Those who pass u by
And cant say hi
My view is live in the present because with life comes changes we cant stop
And with these changes is the coming of a different person
Like a insect, there comes change when a butterfly finally becomes
Live in the present because the past is not reality and the future is never certain!
This is the day when i learned never to frown because u never know wut might be in your life tomorrow to cheer you up...with life comes change is the lesson i learned...so smile its a wonderful thing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is so true and I really love it. However, I did notice one thing that I don't agree with... when you said a layer of new simply masks the old which will one day shine through, I believe that if you truly repent to God then the old is gone and you truly are as white as snow and the old will never shine through again because you are made into a new creation. But, as I said before, there is so much truth in your words and it is really beautiful! ~Lacey~