Angel TearsImagine a raindrop is an angel's tearFalling from heaven on Gaia's mortal fearWeeping in unity their children's lost soulHeaven's pure spirit evil now doth controlEden of rapture consumed by time's flowA lost utopia where gluttony doth grow.Alluring serpent's lair humans covet the baitDevourer of truth so poisoned with hateInnocence now lost in maelstrom of desirePurity long blackened by greed's hungry fireThe spirit debased evil darkens the heartThe nefarious abductor tears the soul apartThe moment approaches the farmer shall reapLove now eternal for faithful lost sheepGnashing of teeth those left in despairTime now elapsed for repentance and prayerRenounce the darkness and take gentle heedEmbrace the truth be the Lamb's seed
Find The DreamSearch deep within your heart, deep into the darkness where faded dreams are kept. Don't give up; the one you are looking for is there somewhere. When you find it, hiding in a corner weeping at lost years, don't leave it there; it's scared and hates the darkness. Lift it gently into the light and watch it transform into a brighter wiser dream than it once was.You see the darkness taught it the wisdom of why it fell to where all faded dreams go
Word Prompt: We LostSo lostwe found ourselvesanew.
Instant RepairIt's amazing howan open woundcan make you feelso vulnerable -so unprotected,as though every microbeof the contaminated earthcould needle its waythrough your torn tissue.And yet...It's also inspiring.For in what momentcan you observea more renewingexperience?Skin cells live and die,then stimulate again,rebuilding new barriers -new foundationsfor our bodies.It's the miracle of mending -the marvel of healingthat takes a fractured flesh,and makes it whole again.
The ProvingThey said I couldn’t do itIncompetent, unworthyIncapable of a thingWhat happens to a mind?In face of challengeIs it a wildfireDetermination that dictatesIncompetence thereforeIs burnt down to ashThey said I couldn’t do itBut their words go up in flamesAs I set the pace to proveI’m so competentThey feel ashamed
The CycleThe Cycle.When you were little, you were alone.When you were a child, you feared her.When you were a teenager, you hated her.When you were an adult, she broke you.When I was little, I was alone.When I was a child, I feared you.When I was a teenager, I hated you.I’m an adult now, you broke me.My biggest fear is when the next one comes.When she is little, she will be alone.When she is a child, she will fear me.When she is a teenager, she will hate me.When she is an adult, I will break her.When I was little, I didn’t know.When I was a child, I understood.When I was a teenager, I made a plan.I’m an adult now, the next one will not come.The cycle ends with me…
Goals - 6 Words StoryGoals don't work unless you do.