I wish I could tell you
I wish I had the opportunity to be
Time and circumstances are in between
Just like a drama dream
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What color is the sun?
it is the million dollar question
the right answer, will get the prize
there is no “catch” in disguise!
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In the path of life
there is faith followed by ovations
doubts surrounded with plights
but in between; different destinations
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Living a double life
the smiling face of a clown
despite the sign of his eyes
the wording is great but lies
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Changes are arriving along my way
in the form of beautiful blue jays
can’t reject them, hide them or run away
they have the inviting aroma of Spring
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When the muse of inspiration
knocks at the door of my heart
there is melancholy and elation
transforming thoughts into art
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The moon shines its presence
melting the waters of the bay
the clear sky is witnessing
sheer grace at the end of the day
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In the sacred temple of dawn,
I hear her voice sweetly calling me,
“wake up little son.”
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Being alone, by myself
a company of my own
my business is loneliness
and my song, to be alone
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And If I care for you enough
moving fluent and gentle
could that be the key
to the door of your temple?
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