I Lived V 2.0

I’m still here,
I’m still here to live.
And here I hope to stay,
Even if everyone else goes.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if everything is left broken and scarred.
I’ll still be here,
Until the end.
Through the pain and sorrow,
The joys and laughs,
The good and the bad.
I’ve been to many places,
Within stories of faraway worlds,
Among the mountains and plains,
To the ocean and winter forests,
Yet…
There is still so much to experience,
So much to see and hear,
I’ve yet to meet that one person.
I’m not yet at the end,
I’m not yet there.
I’m still here,
Here to live.
And here I hope I stay,
Even if everyone else runs away.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if a flood comes crashing through,
To wash away the ashes,
And the world comes crumbling down,
Leaving only overgrown ruins.
Here I hope to stay,
To watch seeds grow,
To see stars shine,
Upon this beautifully broken world.
I’m still here,
Until the end.
Through the pain and sorrow,
The joys and laughs,
The good and the bad.
I’ve survived, I’m surviving,
Scarred, lost, and wandering,
A dreamer forever dreaming,
Broken and incomplete.
I’m still here,
I’m still here to live.
And here I hope to stay,
Even if everyone else goes.
I’ll endure it all,
The pain and grief,
To be indomitable,
In spirit and heart.
I’m still here,
Here to live.
And here I hope I stay,
Even if everyone else runs away.
Here I hope to endure the fire,
Even if the world comes crumbling down,
Leaving only overgrown ruins,
And lost memories.
I’m still here to live,
To continue the story,
Upon this beautifully broken world.
Yet…
I wish you could be here,
To see me shine brightly.
As I live my story,
When I reach the end,
That final chapter.
I wish for that single moment,
When I can finally tell you,
“I lived;”

Forvermore

Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone.
Petals scatter on the wind,
Snow falls soundless upon the earth.
Time passes by, even as the clock stops.
Rusted gears and parts unable to move.
The crackle of burning wood,
The calm lapping waves.
Beyond the clouds,
The stars forever shine,
Even as ghosts,
Yet still living on as stardust.
Overgrown ruins,
Lush forests,
Golden plains that dance with the breeze.
Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone.
As a speck of dust,
Within the sky.
Petals scatter on the wind,
Snow falls soundless upon the earth.
Dormant volcanos,
Yet still, burn far below.
Broken stone,
To sand then glass.
Crystals grow deep beneath the earth,
As gemstones and metals are turned into treasures.
Time passes by, even as the clock stops.
Rusted gears and parts unable to move.
Beyond the clouds,
The stars forever shine,
Even as ghosts,
Yet still living on as stardust.
From far away, I hear the birds sing.
From far below, I dream of the sky.
Song and dance,
Chase away the lonely night.
Playing children,
Bring warmth to the day.
The crackle of burning wood,
The calm lapping waves.
Overgrown ruins,
Lush forests,
Golden plains that dance with the breeze.
The world moves on,
As life comes and goes.
Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone,
Dreaming of the stars above.
Light dances within the sky,
Sounds echo freely from the earth.
Footprints fade with time,
As new ones appear.
Beyond the clouds,
The stars forever shine,
Even as ghosts,
Yet still living on as stardust.
From far away, I hear the birds sing.
From far below, I dream of the sky.
Far away from now, I too, will return to stardust.
Fly away, far above beyond the sky.
My memories, my dream.
Far above, beyond my sight.
A single bird flies alone.
Forevermore;

Everlasting Light

Deep in sleep, the dragon dreams.
Of times long past,
Of a world blessed with everlasting light.
The scarred world lies in ruin,
Waiting to be reborn.
The wind carries a maiden’s prayer,
A song of rain and life.
To bless the scarred earth,
To rise from the ashes a new beginning.
The maiden sings as she weaves her spell,
A creation of hope, of love.
Among the ruins, the light of hearth fires shine.
The once desolate land,
Begins to bloom again.
The dried stream,
Again, flows forth.
The once silent world,
Is filled with a chorus of voices.
The sleeping dragon again wakes.
A guardian of a lost age,
A bringer of lost hope,
Rises again.
The wind carries a maiden’s prayer,
A song of life.
To bless the scarred earth.
The maiden sings as she weaves her spell,
A creation of hope, of love.
Dancing beneath the stars,
A record of those long gone.
The scarred world filled with endless memories,
Continues reborn with new light.
Singing and dancing,
Weaving, creating,
A song to bless the world.
The lonely maiden,
For love gives her last gift to her dearly departed.
The dragon comes,
A flame that forever burns.
To once again guard the blessed world,
To watch over the maiden of light.
The weeping child of the stars.
Once deep in sleep, the dragon dreamt.
Of times long past,
Of a world blessed with everlasting light.
A peaceful village,
A loving home,
Was the maiden’s home,
Till ruin and hatred,
Devoured and stole all she loved.
The wind carries a maiden’s prayer,
A song of life.
To heal the scarred earth.
The maiden sings as she weaves her spell,
A creation of hope, of love.
Singing and dancing,
Weaving, creating,
A song to bless the world.
As the once dreaming dragon,
Guards the everlasting light;