| life shows paths that we all choose... but we must realise the consequences | |
| Once you have realised your consequences.....you will gaze endlessly through the blackness that your eyes have enveloped ... and will you?.. could you?... see the light. | |
| The paths in which we walk along need but followed through escape leads a soul into the wilderness of life | |
| and if our paths, for a while, run parallel...coincidence? Or is it destined that we share this walk? | |
| Memories dancing in the mind a cycle of emotions, learning from our mistakes | |
| No challenge of life Can make us back down We are free | |
| So come and walk this journey with me. | |
| Let veiled blackness be unveiled, Viewing the light of new beginnings, New wanderings, mistakes and all, To learn, to live, to suffer, to know joy! | |
| Our senses will be intoxicated by the magic that this world has to offer until each journey reaches its conclusion | |
| We are drawn to paths that please our eyes, enhance our days and make us wise. We learn this lesson in due time.. every path is an uphill climb. | |
| We struggle, and often fall, But we always make it through it all, The paths we choose are not easily chose, | |
| Just hold your head up high Remain strong remember, you are worth life, then you can survive | |
| For with life comes love, joy and pain (A rose cannot grow without the rain) | |
| My thorns you justify with paragon petals Settles for nothing less, but the best in you And in test to true your halo to my horns A chagrined seam where our flaws once fell | |
| Known I the dance would twist my soul Tis down that path I might not go | |
| how still the moon it's shadows lay, across ancient paths of nomadic tribes, waiting for the light of day, enhancing visions, energizing silent vibes. | |
| The path to heaven is through love, It's your choise ,select it now. | |
| Choices we make in life are our destinies the path we choose before we return here for each journey is a lesson to be learnt learn it well for the consequences are final. | |
| We can only control so much of what Happens in our lives, if we fall or If we stumble, we'll see the light again, Holding on is all that matters, keep That light within. | |
| Dust and tumbleweeds, cobblestone and street lights, against the wind or with it at your back Level or steep, winding or straight, night or day, this is the only way | |
| Pleasure paths mostly lead to pain For vain searching has no true end If we get lost on ill-gotten roads More often than not we must begin again. |

