When shall I foot it?

In the silence of the morning

Witnessing the night slur into dawn

Anticipating the sound of the hollow winds arise

Where trees flank the way in the same direction

The broken dreams scattered by the side of the road

Shall not commemorate my achievements opposed 2 my failures

Regret shall be the footprint that I leave behind

Only for those who know how to read the trail

Shall be able 2 follow in my…

When shall I foot it?

In the silence of the morning

Witness the night slur into dawn

Anticipate the sound of the hollow winds arise

Where trees flank the way in the same direction

The broken dreams by the road

Shall not commemorate my (intentions/achievements) vs. my failures

Regret shall be the footprint that I leave behind

Only for those who know how to read the trail

Shall follow in my footsteps…

Brightly Like The Sun They Pierce The Night, Haunting

Spectres Of Life's Illuminations

Bringing 2 Life The Imagination Of All

Disturbing, Sometimes Frightening

Sometimes Elating, But Always There, Deep

Some Remembered Far 2 Many Forgotten

Yet Somehow A Trace Is Left

A Iota Of A Idea Not Quite Grasped

It’s In Our Consciousness Whilst Not Quite Visible

And Yet We Continue 2 Do The Same

Some Will Say We Do This Even Accompanied By Day Light…

People are like stained glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within. Thus enabling others to do the same or encourage them, to shine their light at their brightest in times of total darkness…