Quietly I walk through space,
Feelings strong inside a place.
Placed within a tree so old,
Humbly waits a nut of gold.

Golden days and dreams I see,
Growing old in time with thee.
Having watched and waited long,
Growing old and feeling strong.

Stronger in the light of day,
Feelings strong the only way.
Ways to go in these travels,
Long ago the dream unravels.

Twisted then in my mind,
Eons old are found in kind.
Kinder then in these dreams,
Never then did here my screams.

Screams for life, yell and holler,
Looked inside I found the squalor.
Lonesome, desperate, near insane,
Iceberg feelings were to blame.

Blame was one, a way of life,
Fearing something they call strife.
Riddled inside this lonesome one,
Lived a man who was not done.

Done with life he didn’t care,
Filled with hate and sweet despair.
Never knowing what it was,
Love or friendship, what it does.

Does it help you in this life,
Will it fill you with its strife.
Can we stop and look around,
Is this path upon the ground.

Grounded to the way we walk,
Lonely now some can not talk.
To a friend I have to say,
I will love you everyday.

Everyday from this day too,
I can help in things we do.
Do not worry we can see,
Paths before us meant to be.

Be the feelings in the vine,
Swing to glory as we find.
Peace of mind, in time and space,
Dreams today, within this place.

Places found upon this day,
Reminded me of other ways.
Ways are different than before,
Loving families I adore.

Adoration, look and see,
Deep inside, you’re feeling me.
Feel my dreams right from the start,
All these feelings from my heart.

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