Shades of a time in life
To all who are in the waiting list.
How could life be this way?
Is the pity here to stay?
I wonder what is bloom.
Always inside this gray shaded room.
The birds are always so silent and still.
Who can with good things my heart fill?
Life is asking too many questions.
Maybe the answers are all in sessions.
Quite some time to be confused.
It’s like water with tea being infused.
Down the throat it finds its way.
But the pain is planning to stay.
I wonder what is bloom?
Inside this light gray shaded room.
In myself I see the rain.
But for some reason there’s a cease in pain.
I feel the bloom appearing inside me.
Its breaking chains, setting me free.
Light gray turns into the brightest blue.
I can’t tell if this is so very true.
Sounds of iron falling on the floor.
This feeling I haven’t experience ever before.
Bloom, bloom, I’m happy you’re here.
You made the silence disappear.
Birds are calling with the sweetest song.
My water is infused with a tea that’s so strong.
Now I see the gray far away.
This is my time, this is my day.
Now life is truly seen.
Because in the present my eyes are clean.
The gray was never in front of me.
It was inside, keeping me a slave and not free.
Change your eyeglasses, do it today.
You’ll see all the silence and gray go away.
Bloom, bloom I’m happy you’re here
You made the silence disappear.
(30)
Deciding your attitude is rock solid fundamental
