I remember
the old times…
nothing is new
nothing is true,
as the bells ring…
I remember
the music
I danced to,
the songs I
sang,
nothing remains
the same,
yet…
there is nothing new
except the
blues…
I remember
the feelings
of the old
and the new
as the bells
ring…
nothing changes
nothing stays
the same…
Fog lifting
dreams shifting
another day
another way
Truth floating
hope sinking
doors closing
window opens
looking through
the mist
for answers…
waiting on
time sliding by
to go walking
into the magic
into the mystic
in the shadow
of Benbulben
place of my
dreams…
I’ll follow
the fog
till I am
through…
until my
dreams come
true~
Life Changes
Time Changes
Season Change
Leaves Changing
I am Changing
Always Changing…
Melting away
the days
watching time
slip away…
dreams scatter
like dried
petals
in the
wind…
Looking back
wondering
where
I’ve been…
Who I was
once,
can I
ever be
again…
who I am
now
undefined
where to
begin
as time
flies
by…
Holding on
letting go
which way
to grow~
Looking to
the past
looking to
the future
lost in
today.
Unknown
destiny
lingering
doubts
holding on
to hope
drowning
in doubt
reaching
for a
path
to find
connection
to find
peace
to find
myself~
Onward…
