Those winding path keeps on showing us new ways to live but it seems like they don’t change at all
The sun sits in the afternoon and rises in the morning, the moon still sets appear and disappears at dusk
The world spins slowly as it always been as it always has, in circles following the earth’s spin…
We live and we pass we’re born anew and all becoming ever true like love stories that Is a story of joy and loss
The world expands in the first breath of the dawn, where too soft to not hope for the best, those soulful thoughts are born
Those new steps taken with unsure and strong endings to stand again and fall free like each child’s spark…
Those hearts collide in fiery chance, those souls intertwined by destiny of chance bringing new memories to the future
That force of bright new spark has those warmth and burned by those cold nights with passion that blooms
Even longing change even the night grows cold, even with having the not so stories to be told….
That youthful delight that makes those laughter memories be magic to the past that makes you want to live longer
In those light of hope, and those darkest fear brings both inspiration and lessons learned no matter what
For all of the changes that remains, the laugh, the love, the joy that pain is a constant life cycle that chains life endlessly both new and old….
Walking a path both loss and win
Chains of life, trails of light
We live, laugh and fight to live
That sparked bright will always be
