Dream Life

                                       There is a reason the sky gets dark at night. We were not meant to see everything all the time. We are meant to rest and trust under this bold, full dark sky. Because no matter how heavy the shadow fill the night, in time, we will see morning sunlight. We will see that even though we were tired, weary, and we could not see the ground beneath our feet, somehow, we still moved forward. We still pushed through. And it might take years to see how all of this comes together. We might not always see the pieces fall in place in the timeframe in which we desired. But this does not have to stop us from resting, and trusting that we will not always be here. We are not stuck at this  stage. As terrifying as they may be, our present uncertainties will not last forever. The pieces will come together in their time. We will grow in the way we were  meant ...

                                               I met the moon for coffee it was Tuesday night I think when he watched me hardly sleeping and invited me for drinks we found ourselves a table in the middle of the night whilst the constellations twinkled like a thousand fairy lights he asked me how I'd been as he poured coffee from a pot and he said he'd watched me waking up at midnight quit a lot I said my head was far too full my mind was always on and when I woke, it felt as if I was the only one the only one who watched the moon whilst sitting on my bed with thoughts that raced at lightning speed around my busy head the only one who watched the clock tick one and two and three who lay awake and worried whilst the world was fast asleep my thoughts remained in orbit and I couldn't pull them back as they preferred to swim against a sky so vast and black the moon said sim...

                                                           When you can't sleep, what do you do? Just fret and worry, toss and stew? That is a foolish thing to do! It only makes blue things more blue. Why don't you lie and just relax? Forget about your income tax! Then jump aboard your memory ship And , back to childhood, take a trip. Play once again the ages you played; That causes fret and fume to fade. The swimming hole, the rippling brook, The funny story, cowboy book; The fun you had, while just a boy, Will prove that life has lot of joy. Go tramp the field and woods again Get lost once more in drenching rain. Remember, when the bull chased you, The fence you had to struggle through. Or think of dolls that made you glad And how you loved the neighbor's lad. Go back to school or Sunday school The pranks you played; the Golden Rule. Rep...

                                            A beauty rare, beyond compare,     Is sun- kissed sea. No scene so calm- no scene so fair     As this to me. When floods of light dispel the night,    The morning's kiss, On waves which sparkle with delight,    Is loveliness. When ends my day, I trust and pray,     My voyage be O'er waters where some golden ray    My kiss the sea.

  I lend everone my ear, But nobody my heart, And I sure would like to change that, But I don't know where to start, I smile more to myself, Than the world will ever see, Because the only time my smile is real, Is in my own company, People don't know how I feel, They never even ask, It seems that I have fooled them all, They can't see past my mask, If they were with me late at night, When the world was still asleep, Maybe then I'd let them sort, Through the secrets that I keep, But when I wake at 2am, Nobody is ever there, And I learnt that why I hide my heart, Is because no-one really cares.

                                            It's ok to not have answers. It's ok to not be strong. It's ok to do nothing at all. It's ok, so ok, to be wrong. It's ok to just be you. It's ok to lose a game or fight. It's ok to take a nap. It's ok to cry in bed at night. It's ok to go your own way. It's ok to play for fun. It's ok to fail a test. It's ok to not be number one. It's ok to be alone. It's ok to make a mistake. It's ok to stare out a window. It's ok to need a break. When I was young so long ago here's something I wish I knew- When the world says, Listen to me It's ok to listen to you.                                         

                              I'm going to love you in your weakest moments to your strongest ones.  I'm going to love you when you're happy and I'm going to still love you the most when you're sad. Don't you understand? I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere I want to love you, each and every piece of you. I want you with your imperfections as much as I want you for you.  And I'm always going to be here loving you with everything.

  Let's run away together, away from city lights, Where no-one knows our names yet, And we can see the stars at night, We'll camp out on the open, Warming cold skin by the fire, Tell each other hopes and dreams, And all of our desires, We'll own nothing more than we need, Watch sunrise colour the sky, Learn what we're really here for, Away from society's eyes, This journey will be scary, But we'll leave without a plan, And I know it will be alright, As long as you're holding my hand.

                                           I want to be, special for someone. So that I never feel alone- Two arms holding me tight, And forever keep me close. I want to find the missing colors, For my life is black and white. Someone crawling in my thoughts When I try to sleep at night. I want to find the wandering feet That with mine will walk the world. Someone warm against my skin When the winter nights are cold. And forever keep me close Two arms holding me tight, So that I never feel alone- I want to be, Your special one.

                                                 It's been a while since words have found me,    the time between - you'll come and go;    I'd grown to love the sun around me,    I've been a stranger to my woe. It's been so long since there was silence,    all around me, your voice had rung;    like a bird who sings, to greet the morning,    to tell you that the day has come.   It's been some time since I've felt lonely,     like a book that is, no longer read;     the darkness lingers on, without you,     it fills my empty heart with dread. It seems an age ago, since you have left me,     time has filled me, with words unsaid;     as the sadness seeps into me slowly,     and I am left to face the night ahead.

                                                            I'm trapped inside a tower, I've been locked and lost the key, Now the darkness that creeps in at night, Is my only company, No-one tries to save me here, Since they can't hear my cries, I pass my days in solitude, Watch the world move on outside, This tower isn't very grand, It's really not the tall, But still I can't escape it, I can't break free at all, You can't see this tower, Juts believe it's there instead, Because my tower isn't made of stone, It's all inside my head.

                         When every dream    has turned to dust,    and your highest hopes    no longer soar. When places you     once yearned to see,     grow further away     on distant shores. When every night      you close your eyes,      and long inside      for something more. Remember this      and only this,      if nothing else      you can recall There was a life      a girl once led,      where you were loved       the most of all.

                              The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars. Is it the tender star of love? The star of love and dreams? Oh no! from that blue tent above A hero's armor gleams. And earnest thoughts within me rise, When I behold afar, Suspended in the evening skies, The shield of that red star. O star of strength ! I see thee stand And smile upon my pain; Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand, And I am strong again. Within my chest there is no light But the cold light of stars; I give the first watch of the night To the red planet mars. The star of unconquered will, He rises in my chest. Serene, and resolute , and still, And calm, and self possessed. And thou , too, whosoe'er thou art, That readest this bri...

                                        I barely know you , she says, voice heavy with sleep. I don't know your favorite colors or how you like your coffee. What keeps you up at night or the lullabies that sing you sleep. I don't know a thing about the first girl you loved , why you stopped loving her or why you still do. I don't know how many millions of cells you are made of and if they have any idea they are part of something so beautiful and unimaginably perfect. I may not have a clue about any of these things but this- she places her hand on his chest - this, I Know.