A face in front of the beginning
before the words speak to me
A voice upon my wakefulness
even before my eyes can see
A warmth upon my tender skin
before I learn to cry
A breath of freshness within my soul
just before I start to die.
I walk a path of words each day
changing all the things I see
Painting a world in my colors
in the shade of my own destiny
I wash the pastels from my sight
so vivid colors will reside
To scream to the world alone
that my dreams are shadowing time.
Where shades walk upon the land
where time never draw them near
Where completion of a destiny
isn't entirely a vision that is clear
A path in which we wander
along the banks we reign
Swept aside by others dreams
being hit with a cosmic train.
Where are the victories I envisioned
upon the eyes which could never see
The dreams upon my soul is mine
a challenge is my victory.