My dream is like a journey
to the moon
where I can enjoy the timelessness
of my being
only to be awaken too soon
where the spirits of my ancestors
exist in the shadow of the night
the hidden treasures of the mind
comes to light
......
I am alive through the light of silence
which gives comfort to my soul
each day I listen to the whisper
to share the joyfulness of this world
the clouds to shield my sorrow
brings tears to my eye
when I look at my childhood days
to witness how children die
......
My dream is like a journey
to the moon
where I can enjoy the timelessness
of my being
only to be awaken too soon
where the spirits of my ancestors
exist in the shadow of the night
the hidden treasures of the mind
comes to light
......
I am alive through the light of silence
which gives comfort to my soul
each day I listen to the whisper
to share the joyfulness of this world
the clouds to shield my sorrow
brings tears to my eye
when I look at my childhood days
to witness how children die
......