Memories

Four thirty in the morning When i ponder everything, The clock is ticking loudly and Memories I cling. Yes the words they flow In the darkness of the night Thinking what went wrong and Contemplating what is right. Hope to get some sleep soon and try to keep some faith The seventh was yesterday and Now it is the eighth. The past is not the present and the now is not tomorrow Times not right for any plight so need not any sorrow. Soon I'll be in dream land, To snatch about two hours and that cheap chrono clock- The night time it devours... Not true- it's just perception Preparing now to rest, I imagine I'll be going on... A fantasy quest. I imagine that he's here and watching everything I imagine that he's happy Good dreams that he will bring. I imagine his supremacy Imagination perks Imagining his miracles and All the greatest works. Though if i can't think and Nor could not assume I'd know that our creator Always has some room.... For me... To wonder... and I wonder all the time.. My Great Wonder All- he is and I ponder purity and Think of all of his. I imagine he'd collect me If i was to ever fall Until then I have faith in him To tear down any wall. Sacrifice myself- To the one whom is divine For I know that he has me and I know that he is mine. I imagine he'd agree To everything that's right, I think about his presence and I know that he is light. To Love and Only Love To Everything, All means I know that you'll be there- In my very dreams. So I have a rest now and Nothing seems at stake As he has the whole world in his hands and Memories we'll make.