Sunday, 1 March 2015

Thoughts

To hear a song
To see life born
To gaze upon the meadow
To watch the sun rise

All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into beauty on a page

To open your heart
To listen to the wind
To break free of restraints
To watch the seasons change

All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into magic on a page

To cry yourself asleep
To look back beyond
To make wishes lightly
To watch people grow

All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into inspiration on a page

To lock yourself away
To fear the unknown
To throw away doubts
To watch dreams unfold

All of this is thoughts
That mould themselves
Into words on a page

From the heart
Char 

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