Beyond the nearest dreams, 
      beyond the burning seams 
      of love, 
      through and only through despair, 
      does a broken heart repair 
      what wings of faith it grew 
      when love was always there;
 
      To live without regrets, 
      always singing, 
      heart fast clinging, 
      longing for the true, 
      and true it will be, 
      if not today, then come when may, 
      but meanwhile 
      love life, and live 

      For what is most fulfilling....
      a life full of love 
      will never grow old. 

                       (K'z © 2000)


Inspired by a dear friend of mine, December 09, 2000

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