Windows of Time
Windows of Time
Crawling through the windows of time
Cobwebs stretching over part of our mind
Wisdom struggles to emerge like A gray cocoon
Slowly it brightens like the light of the moon
What wavering forces makes the night
Sending our thoughts to the morning light
Obeying the sign as the half finished plan
Promises hopes and dreams to your fellow man
Through A maze of troubles and trials
Peace slowly eases A false sense of style
Until much later through the windows of time
Cobwebs take over the best of our mind
To erase our life and let us be free
From the troubles of life and who we used to be.............
Written by Artie Beason 4/20/2007
Copyright © Artie Beason | Year Posted 2011
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