Few and far between,
The good people who change your life.
I am satisfied with my people,
I have been gifted.
The guides and profits I have found.
Stale thoughts conquer the mind.
guarantees of happiness seem so far off now.
they are about,
ideas of happiness
the notion of it,
still lives within us
One day the building we love
will be submerged.
and fish will swim through. oblivious.
And the glass will crack
And weeds will grow through
And the sun will burst.
All the world, civilisation, gone.
And that is why this doesn’t matter.
Days will evaporate to nothing
And so will your memories
But know you lived them well.
Know that when a song plays.
Or a line is said That some one you loved will smile
Remembering the dead.
Hold on to being kind,
Because that’s all we can be constantly
Know that all you can do
Is make a difference right now.
Make it better for now.
And then in the memory of you
People will hold dear
The good they saw through you
You will not be missed always
But you will be remembered often
And loved despite departing
Because of your good life.
The clouds march across the moors
a mass of black. A sheet of mourners
taking passage to distant hills.
off to greener pasture,
where the sun boils golden.
I am glazed over by the beauty
in the dizzy green vast.
Unknown lands, unknown venture.
Into the trudging moors.
With this name I am bestowed with power,
the nameless means nothing: Inferior.
Tell me wisely, that your name means more
because greatness comes from the mind.
You believe it,
make it so and it shall be.
When the world hears your name,
when the world falls into place.
Your name will have meaning,
Worthy of your name.
Have you seen the shrinking expanse,
the huge small world we live inside.
All merely steps away.
tell me there is something off in the vast.
something worth venturing to
Along the winding terrain
I want to dive, escape the close
and thrash in the dark nothing.