Wandering
Wandering
Secret ways, deserted forest paths, way of pain, love of suffering.
Just walk, an unknown power pushing and another is pulling me
Oh, the love of life wants to put me back on the right way to live
To get a new, eternal way to live and just get the right…, new be…
… a new, new old life, just find the lost heart in the lost land life.
Land, hmm, where is it? Where? There is. You live there. Was there
Get back! Get the ancient life of nature into your life, Mother smiles…
Great-grandmothers and great-grandfathers are waiting and smiles
…Just wandering and waiting in the past, oh I need help! Help! Get right!
To be kind of right, right for a living flower, a blade of grass, life’s heart
Lakes, paths, secret forest ways, I love the air here, and the colors of leaves
A life, this is the message of the past, walkin'..., walking from the old age’s past
Wandering, a painful and scary journey, hmm, where is the past? The Life?
Sadness is close, happiness is far. The path is a site of the loved dark
There is no way to live, a lost way to live, a future asking reason to live
No fate, No life, accept the life, live the past life, and go back to the life
Wandering
Life
Copyright © Vilmos Zoltan Galyo | Year Posted 2024
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