There are many ways in which to express.. happiness,
An emotional rush from young love’s first crush
or a royal flush…
But strange thoughts come when you’re all alone.
Deep inside life where the souls are grown…
Where questions become part of the long endless days
the why? and the where? ..who to blame? , who to praise?
To the hollow retreat of the slow, silent hours,
and hushed voices whisper of far, higher powers.
Somewhere you hear the strain of some far-off song,
And you look for the truth but the truth is wrong
As the light fades out still your eyes can see,
past the shadow to the soul of your destiny.
Past the trials always there in each day’s hot strife,
past the greed and the grind of a selfish life…
To that breathless, haunting beauty of a life divine,
in between the light and darkness where your mind grows fine;
Where you seek to learn what is kept unknown…yes…
Strange thoughts come when you’re all alone…