Thursday, March 19, 2015

It's time

Now it's time, I feel, to open my eyes and awaken the desire behind my dream

Now it's time, I feel,to let my sense of adventure tease my mystic mind and humble heart

Now it's time,I feel, to love with such frevor that it makes me want to freeze every intimate moment 

Now it's time, I feel, to pick all the little things that matter,just like delicious cherries from the farm of life

Now it's time, I feel, to challenge my self to climb that mountain, to stand on top and to soak up in the beauty of nature 

Now it's time, I feel, to sweat it out to a pristine waterfall, to stand underneath it,barefoot and bare soul

Now it's time, I feel, to not shutdown when I am misunderstood, but to smile and simply explain and express

Now it's time, I feel, to action the art of loving by just giving it, and let this love make me laugh, cry and feel ecstatic

Now it's time, I feel, to speak in silence, not when I am hurt or scared,but when my heart is overwhelmed when it's fondly nurtured  

Now it's time, I feel, to clasp your hands and to talk while we walk, smiling every mile, feeling blessed for the bond we share

Now it's time, I feel, that you show up and we make up and this sudden sense of angst, of aging, of losing hope, of dying every living moment, all just dries up.