This is my life. and its perfection.

[these were written on several papers folded inside my notebook]

Our Time

We pass the death

oppertunities

one by one

until we go by the one

the brings us

home.

To our maker

where we belong.

Won't

Why won't

the voices stop screaming

the colors stop blurring

the world stop spinning

the dark becoming light

the light becoming dark

why won't

the music of my soul

the steady beat of my heart,

 stop.

To

To be a great playmaker,

      you have to write the words.

To be a great singer,

      you have to know the song.

To be a great dancer,

      you have to find your footing.

To know the light,

       you have to know the dark.

To be a great person,

       you have to make your own life

                     your own.

That Place

My childhood

is a blur of fantasy

and reality.

and i don't remember

which is which.

X

Why can i breathe?

Why can i sing?

Why can i laugh?

Why can i love?

Why am i alive?

To Listen

Can we hear God?

what if He speaks to us in

the whisper of the wind

the shadow of the dark

the shine of the light

the scream of the dying

the breath of the living

the grass rustling in the meadow

the writing in the sand

the break of the waves

the hit of a drum

the tread of a footstep

what if He speaks

and we don't

      hear.

?

Maybe i held too tight

Maybe i loved too much

Maybe i followed too closely

      but maybe i didn't.

Can You Feel

i can't believe

i'm standing

in the middle of my dream

the music that completes me

just keeps on going

the beat that never sleeps

and as i stand here

watching it

move in

its own way.....

The same life,

      yet so different

Writing by moonlight

Singing by sunlight

Crying at midnight

Smiling at daylight

Strong on stage

Collapsed at home

Dark in the light

Light in the dark

Hard as ice

Soft as down

Warm as the sun

Cold as the arctic waters

Starry as the night, yet

Blank as the pure snow.

To Come

Spinning and twirling

the world goes around

and when i ask it to stop

it doesn't even slow down.

time flies by, even as

we speak.

a moment was lost.

then another. now another.

what if you could have done something.

saved a life, made a change.

but you will never know

what you could have done

because you didnt do it.

it is like being in an airplane

miles above ground.

plummeting toward the earth

nothing shall keep it bound.

you know what is happening

but what to do?

you don't know until it happens to you.

you can be distracted

or even forget

but it is still

coming.

never to wait.

{Happy Ending - Sugarland}

....and for all those dreamers

who have come and gone,

who have reached for the stars

who have overcome.

you're the hope

you're the wish

you're the truth

.....here's the proof....

 me.

.....it's the reason for living

it's the reason the caged bird

sings.

it's why we sit in the movies

all the way to the closing scene....

.....we're all looking for a happy

               ending.....

<3 cally