Entangling vines of lies must be cut
Weeds of despair and worry rid of
If there were only a light so hot and bright
One that would dissipate all deception
Even the heat of that of a sun spot
Consumed, my loneliness will be
Is there not one who would show the way?
Is there not a path that is lit with happiness?
There is a road that leads to paradise
A sun-lit lane filled with excitement and joy
It is not the destination that paves the way
But the journey's thrills that motivate the soul
Though the destination may be all that we dream of
It is the keeper that fills all that search
Yes, the path is dangerous
But don't we all crave that high?
Why do we run from the way that we know is right?
Here, the vines are cut
Here, the weeds are rid of
If only you search, then you will find.
Photography: Rode es
Written by: Jose A Henson
5 comments:
you can write. seriously, joe, you really surprise me sometimes. :D
Huh, Thanks, Elle. Means a lot to me. There are times when I just wanna write, and can't. Then there are those time when I just write away, this was one of those times, lol. You're creative too; I know you, haha. When am I gonna read some of your stuff?
You're welcome.
You mean like fiction? I write, and then when I read it it just seems silly or...or.. overthought. I think I could do those teen comedy diary-style books, though. I just can't think of plots. Ina is amaaaaazing though, you should see her stuff.
cool :D
Hey, I know that photo... (orange poster)
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