Tinker
As long as I have a breath left to speak I will still try and call out into the air around me for the answers I seek. And perhaps I might hear the voice of wisdom from a distant wind whispering back to me. "It Ok, and don't you fear because all of us were not in vain after all, and the memories from a timeless chain of people is linking us together extended for further than we can see. But never the less they are still there in the pleasant music they played helping us to feel our way along to appreciate the art of all the beauty we knew.
As long as I have a breath left to speak I will still try and call out into the air around me for the answers I seek. And perhaps I might hear the voice of wisdom from a distant wind whispering back to me. "It Ok, and don't you fear because all of us were not in vain after all, and the memories from a timeless chain of people is linking us together extended for further than we can see. But never the less they are still there in the pleasant music they played helping us to feel our way along to appreciate the art of all the beauty we knew.
Funny
how we seem to travel much better along in the notes of a songs touching our
emotions with a life of its own. http://www.youtube.co/watch?v=X2BCfUp6F3U
And as we keep walking step after
step feeling bewilderment hoping to somehow see the person who love us once again. And I can't help but wonder why in the world did the people we love
the most died. Knowing that they were one of a kind and in all likelihood that I will
never see again. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3FygIKsnkCw
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