The Final Curtain

We each seek for solace Amidst a port in a storm Some insist to even curse The very day they were actually born Others listen in silence amidst the violence Sought a peace from two different worlds One soul soars while the other one burns Each of us wanders as nomads Life is made up with little moments We remember are past but forget the future Singing sounds to the deepest melody of are hearts Light the fire to ignite the flame to start To what we have been waiting for Let pure love be the duration of our lives Life is built on snap shot moments Look at nature through solace Each season of life has a new perspective Up through the fonal curtain oe even beyond