Tuesday, October 07, 2003

The Love - 2003

The storm was drawing nearer
The night was getting cold
I thought there was no hope
I could not see the light
A gust of wind surrounded me
And swept me from afar
Into the arms
The loving arms
Of the one who set me free

The love is like no other
The feeling never dies
The world around me crumbles
I am safe in my savior’s arms

Questions - 2003

When will the darkness fade?
Will the sun peep over
The tree-covered hill
To see the children play?
Will the rooster crow
When the north wind blows
To cast all fears away?

Will the dark disappear
Or stay another day?
Will the sun ever shine
On the morning dew
Or stay in his house
‘Til the war is through

Picture of a Bleeding Rose - 2003

A single white rose
Sits on the lonely mantle
In a vase without any water
A memory of a love gone past
A fire burns within the hearth
The flames are dancing
Yet slowly dying
A memory of a flame now dead
The rose is wilting
This beautiful white rose
So elegant and pure
A single drop of blood
Falls from the rose
A crimson tear of pain
Once so beautiful and pure
Now stained forever with the blood of hate

Only the birds and the trees - 2003

Only the birds and the trees
Shall here my cry
Only the birds and the trees
Shall know my longing
Only the birds and the trees
For they cannot tell
Shall hear what my heart longs to say

Though the earth may cry out
And the stars shall sing
Only the birds and the trees
And the flowers below
Shall know of my heart’s lonely cry

As the night wonders on
As the sky reaches out
They shall never understand
The reason I cry
And just as the birds and the flowers shall see
You shall never understand me

Oh man in the moon - 2003

Oh man in the moon,
Why do you weep?
Have your friends
All gone astray?
Did they leave you here
Tattered and torn
To weep the night away?

Did your friends betray you,
Leave you out,
And go their separate ways?

Oh man in the moon,
Why do you weep?
Did your best friend move away
Are all the stars laughing?
Did your friends all turn away
At the sound of howling
From the sun
When you were sad and gray?

Dear man in the moon,
No longer weep.
The sky is full of stars.
Surely you can find
A friend as good as mine.