In life we will never meet the forest
only an occasional tree.
We will never meet the wonders beneath the sea
though some will observe the waves above.
This world is far too big for one life time
and our imagination is a poor substitute,
for things that we can never see.
We are born into a goldfish bowl
imprisoned by time,
and we share our bowl with mortals
who by chance or design
enrich the tapestry of this life
that we lead.
Our hearts will reach out for a mate
a husband, a wife, a lover
in the hope that they will see
the same stars in a sky
that looks down on mortal me
That special being
that defines the inner you,
whose spirit flies beyond
this glass of existence,
for we have nothing to hide.
And though others see despair
that this fragile glass can bring.
Remember, the glass will always age
and the winds of fortune will
always take their toll.
But this spark that we call life
will always endure
in a world with stars above,
for they have witnessed
the meaning of love before.
And in the glow of the opulent night
we will wish our dreams true
before the sandman washes them away.
And morning will bring your lips to mine
for life was given this way
And as a man and as a women
we will gather the dreams of you and me
for this is the oxygen of life,
and love is the fire, the reason to live
that burns an immortal flame
within the soul.
And should our goldfish bowl
fall off this table of life,
our love will be set free.
And the earth will grow small
In the wake of this love for you and me
Death will not dim that which we shared
For love will join the opulent night
Destined to shine forever
In this incorruptible sky.
For eternity can see the forest
and time can meet the sea,
while we shared a love
that created this world
for the world was always you
and I, was always meant
to dwell among the stars,
in a world of love,
that you created for me.
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