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Ramblings of an old soul


 Hiding from the truth:
 

When we are in deep emotional pain
And feel left alone without reason

We tend to hold to the past again
Like there is a mourning season

We sometimes hold the past for years
It haunts the soul and breaks the heart

And we wish and pray through our tears
That we, could have held the loving part

That started out to be for what we yearned
But left us bruised and cut and scarred

Because we tend to try and keep what is earned
Purchased with our care and love- so very hard

And left with nothing except an empty life
When we deserved a better outcome, that's for sure

And we deserve to have no more soulful strife
And long for love that’s right and oh so pure

So we try our best to escape the painful thought
Of losing the love we thought we’d never lose

A true love that our heart and soul had bought
So we try to escape from the past and choose

By our drinking or taking pills to ease the pain
And we cover up the hurt and make it go away

And somehow it comes right back to us again
Thoughts sneak into our mind to wreck another day

So we must face the problem head on - and keep
It there in the front of us or tell ourselves to try

To save our sanity by not burying problems so deep
That from our inner self it would cause our soul to die

For Adam:
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 It hurts one's soul and cuts out the heart.
 

When you say you love me and I want to believe
I always have to wonder what you have up your sleeve

Because you drag me down with the words that you say
And can be so cruel to me when I can't get away

The hurt that's not like any other you could ever know
It's worse than any kind of the physical kind of blow

When your heart is broken by the words that are said
And your soul cries out and you wish that you were dead

When tears flow like rivers from all the pain he can give
You just want to be left alone so that you can finally live

A normal life like others do who's lives are filled with love
You must escape the treachery and look to Him who is above

And part ways with the person who sticks daggars in your heart
So in time you can heal your heart and soul you must be apart

Away from the heartless cruelty that pains you in your life
It's more important to have your sanity than misery as a wife

For Sybil

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 The search
 

Is it coincidence that we meet and fall in love
Or is it guidance from the power that's above

How could it be that we can move around the land
And by chance be some place we hadn't even planned

Where we meet someone who fits our life so sure
But time so short at the unplanned place we were

Just names exchanged and where we're from as well
Is really all that time allowed for us to tell

And when apart the thoughts of one another stayed
So we could meet again somehow we strongly prayed

That fate would bring us back to have another day
To make the feelings strong or make them go away

While we wonder at the way we met through fate
Thoughts fill our minds about that unplanned date

Some how we know that if we search in many ways
We'll be back together for love to fill our days

We continue on our searching to someday find our mate
That we met in the strangest way on that fateful date

Then like a bolt from out of heaven's mighty hand
The answer to our search springs out from the land

And when we feel that magic of again becoming one
We know our search was worth, all that we had done

The search through years when we finally found our mate
We find solace in the thought that it's really not too late

The soul is never settled when we know our match is there
Waiting a doing the same soul searching, not knowing where

The final day will come when fate brings us to discover
The one and only fit for life that can now be our lover

To Belle: For whom I am happy.
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 A sonet for Myung
 

If only life were as we wish that it would be
All the wonder I could wish for, now let me see

I would wish that love and kindness would fill my life
And that goodness filled my heart, as I love my wife

I would wish that all my children would turn out good
And that I would be successful - at doing fatherhood

I could feel the gratitude when the day was done
And all of my family - would always be as one

And if I didn’t get - all that I had wished for
I would still count my blessings, I’ve been given more

Than many, that I have known since I was very young
Though I didn’t get the girl - I would have named Myung

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 The Spirit of Life
 

Life is like a river. It twists and turns alas
And runs along viewed by all of us who pass

But no one can change the river as it flows
It takes the path of least resistance ebbs and grows

At times it's full and overflowing but returns
To within its' banks as it roils and churns

It can be such great trouble at times as you know
It has great beauty at other times there to show

And in a drought it may come down to just a tiny trickle
Ups and downs the river goes and we even think it fickle

But when spring is full of all that God gives to it
Like the river life goes on if only in the spirit

When love has no end, though the life may be passed
The spirit travels to the other world a member of the cast

Of Gods chosen actors on his mighty heavenly stage
Like the river and like the book we've turned another page

And as the river keeps on flowing and makes it to sea
The ever flowing spirit stays with love - it just has to be

For like the never ending flow of water going down life's stream
The spirit will follow the light of another's love light beam
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