Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Alive
Rating: ★5.0
It always starts with an impulse…a sudden, but subtle surge.
Reality strikes an unnerving blow.
Steel-shut truth doors are suddenly opened;
As we blindly search for that beautiful glow.
A subtle surge it is…sudden…when we truly become alive.
It's that beautiful scent that arouses our spirit;
For some reason, oblivious to us,
We take hell, just for heaven's sake.
All is well, even with our burdened cross,
‘Cos for us, nothing matters…when we truly become alive.