Betsy

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Empty on reflection
Praying for protection
Loss of perception
Looking for myself
Close to home
Feeling all alone
Wanting to change
What's wrong
Knowing Heaven
Won't be long
Looking for myself
Choosing my hearts wealth
So low on perfection
Empty on recflection
Praying for protection
With a loss of perception
I am fed up with dreams of my future
I want reality in my life with love
Looking forward to end my troubles
But life seems to be endless journey
I want to drift through eternity
I want to see the light that brightens me
Looking forward to end my fear
But life seems to be endless journey
I want to bury my worries forever
I want to draw the power from my soul
Looking forward to end my tears
But life seems to be endless journey
Blackened sun in empty night
Cast prism moons through broken eyes
Tears that well but never fall
Keep weeping wishes close to call
On bated breath a vision speaks
The Mystic's light his Angel keeps
A cruel caress of anguished cries
For in her soul the Mystic lies
On dismal lake no ripples break
The Mystic prays his soul to take
Abysmal loss his quest does burn
The Angel speaks at every turn:
'Close your eyes, inhale my thoughts
Quench my desire, no count the cost
One beat alone, a dream of two
Through blackest night, the light of you'
Across the sea the Angel longs
To hold her Mystic in her arms
The frozen trail of blood stained snow
Was drifted over long ago
With softest breath the Mystic sighs
His straightest path has lost align
Desiring what can never be
Surrendering loss to destiny:
'Exhale my longing take my all
Your patterns dance as moonlight falls
Fate's fickle hand has had her way
My Angel come to me I pray'
Prayers unanswered heaven weeps
As pouring drops the sadness seeps
The Mystic wanders lost once more
To search another distant shore
And all that's left as tide recedes
The new dawn's promise night concedes
As fallen Angel lonely stands
To follow foot trails in the sand
Change is to one man the death of a friend,
To another the birth of a child.
Change is the shifting of soft winds of spring,
to a hurricane deadly and wild.
Change is the moving of the hourglass sands,
It's the coming of dawn after dark.
Change is taking one step at a time,
The emotion in each persons heart.
But change in the end, will not change at all
It's the one constant in everyone's lives
Change is the light at the end of the tunnel
The healer who opens our eyes.
Do you want to know a secret? ' he said
As he laid upon his bed
His frail old bones so tired now
His hair all but gone from his head
I smiled at him with his weathered face
His hand reaching mine with such tender grace
My heart wrapped in his as I searched his eyes
Words interupted by breathless sighs
'I've lived my life with an open eye
And have been so inspired as the days have gone by.
I made a promise when I was your age
That I'd never be kept within a locked cage'
This man whom I'd loved my entire life through
Was about to teach me something new
So I squeezed his hand a little tighter
Knowing him as my 'Heroic Fighter'
'Each day of your life, each moment you live
Keep finding your Inspiration'. He said
His face came alive as he smiled at me
Laying upon his sun drenched bed
'You'll know in your heart for you'll be lifted higher
And warmth will surround your Soul'
'Remember to let Inspiration be free
For then you will reach your goal'
His words meant a lot when he spoke that day
And it seemd my life changed in some kind of way
Now I stand and remember that man, the one who inspired me so
His words, not lost, did well to help me grow