compassion

[jikan myshkin]

In compassion is where true love lies
Its beauty fills up empty skies
The songs of the angels
Who bathed the lamb’s feet
With dirty gold
Lost in the legends of time
Lost in the depths of the soul
In peace we can find solitude
And in solitude we are never alone
We beg for forgiveness
For sins unknown
But the shadows cannot hold us
Silhouetted against the moon
We were born into freedom
And our spirits will forever roam
In true love compassion lies
In wisdom’s empty room
Waiting for the second coming of the sun
To light up darkened nights
But in the morning we find nothing but truth
The truth that lights up our eyes
In you I find the world
And in me I find the skies

[blazeofglory]

These are the ideals we all have set our minds on and they are not reachabel and are not therefore realities. Realities what y ou are in and ideals are what we aspire to and we sing songs in praise of them but we are not there in the here and now facing day to day hard truths or realities.

[goldenrod]

Per ardua ad astra!...amen.


goldenrod.