Source:menpale
I am smoke.
I am air.
Watch me fly
Through the air.
Hold my breath,
Head held high,
You are alive
And so am I.
I AM SMOKE
hope
WHAT MIGHT THE FUTURE HOLD?
What might the near future hold?
Buildings of concrete and stone.
We might be traveling by flying cars,
Far above the trees and among the stars.
Sunlight will only be a reflection,
A lighted saber for our protection.
This future might be hard to bear,
A future that might be too near.
THE CIRCLE OF LIFE
The circle of life.
We may fall,
but we’ll rise again
from the dust.
Life continues.
A never-ending circle.
HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL
The sun will shine again.
You will stroll with a friend.
Colorful flowers will take bloom.
Normality will be back soon.
UNSTOPPABLE
I reach for it.
I clench my fist.
I can’t grasp it.
It flows through my fingers.
It can’t be stopped.
I drop my hand,
and bow my head to it.
RAIN ON ME
The sun will shine again.
We will survive.
FLOWERS WILL BLOOM
Source:photoblogdujour
The sun will shine again.
You will stroll with a friend.
Colorful flowers will take bloom.
Normality will be back soon.
SILVER LINING
Source:nontemporary
This is just a bump in the road.
Life can deliver us a toad.
But we must keep our hope intact.
We know this as a well-known fact,
“Every cloud has a silver lining.”
I refuse to hear any more whining.
WE’LL SHINE AGAIN
The stars shine each night
to ease our combined fright.
They wait for us to shine.
So, please do not pine.
We’ll make it through this hell
to ring the nightly bell.
FACE FORWARD
Source:weheartit.com
Face forward
And never behind
To the world
We left behind.
Don’t look back.
Drive.
Face forward
To the future.
