Crossroads

crossroads

 

Sometimes we cry, sometimes we smile,

Sometimes love hurts us for a while…
Sometimes we fall; sometimes we fly,

Sometimes we say the truth or lie,
Sometimes we search a new perfection,
Sometimes we dive in satisfaction,
Sometimes we feel as humans feel,
Sometimes we guess that dreams are real…
“Sometimes…” - should I forget this word
And find some peace in search of God?
I know this life won’t last forever,
My inner voices sound better: 
When Angels whisper right to me -
“Breathe in this other day - be free…”

 

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