When we sing, we live again..

Somedays

the wonder never ceases

and within me

it's all that was meant to be. 

Steer me toward definition

a destiny lingering

longing to be beyond disbelief. 

Forcefully it waivers forward

like winds pushing heartily 

through motionless trees. 

Disturb not a soul

they have not yet lain to rest

all that was dealt. 

And then dealt the end.

Reviews

[Karmee]

This one is pretty darn good, I like the emotions expressed

[The Girl on Fire]

It was a good one too.