Biography of Thunder Forest
Thunder Forest Poems
Grains of sugar fall from the sky In the land of sweetness rivers flow far and wide Tumbling wet and wild, never to run dry Mountains of love piling up so high
There I was on the verge. Quarter after seven a.m. was my favourite time to splurge through that door, the door, that would sooner or later lead to my destiny, my end. I can't think but for now I shall pretend that this story is true... or is it. Sooner or later there along the way we all meet ends with our thoughts trapped until you can decide what's real and what's not.
My love pulses for you slowly seeping from an eternal ceiling, dripping of natural beauty deep in perpetual meaning. Our song echoes over the valley of my thoughts flooding them with our love. The flowers of these meadows sing of happiness fed from up above.
Grains of sugar fall from the sky
In the land of sweetness rivers flow far and wide
Tumbling wet and wild, never to run dry
Mountains of love piling up so high
I have found the fountain that brings me life
Where the good prevails, leaving all evil to die
This feeling that consumes me from the inside gushes out of control in equal divide upon those exceptionally marinated in pride that stand unconditionally by loves side...