on the other side
will we see it
do you remember when we were young
and gazed at the stars above
Pleiades bright and the Big Dipper
nodding east to the northern most star
...
will we see it on the other side, my love
and find the treasure we knew in our youth
dreams a pathway for our feet, your hand softly clasping mine
…
precious magic hid at the shadow's edge
a secret playground filled with mystery and life
bottled fireflies our lanterns, beneath the moon‘s guiding light
in those days adventure we sought, bedtime could wait
...
will we see it on the other side, my love
or the night, did her heart we break
A whispered prayer upon our lips, arms stretched out wide
…
remember the bees and butterflies dappled bright
a thousand birds filling the skies
imagination soaring, we raced to join them
our small feet pounding, laughing we sang
...
will we see it on the other side, my love
fly again upon the wind with feverish delight
dreams a pathway for our feet, your hand softly clasping mine
…
but childhood’s fleeting, my dear one
though in our children's eyes we witnessed anew its charms
this too quickly passed us by
till fortune restored the gift in our grandson’s wondrous gaze
…
will we see it on the other side, my love
youthful wonder sparked again in our hearts
a whispered prayer upon our lips, arms stretched out wide
…
now the bees are almost gone and butterflies rare
our children’s hair turning gray
hope hard fought in these perilous times
makes it easy to long for better days
...
will we see it on the other side, my love
our future happy and filled with light
dreams a pathway for our feet, your hand softly clasping mine
…
maybe we will learn the truth in the bitter end
when Avalon's shores beckon to lead us in
then might we mourn the destruction we have wrought
blindness swept from our gaze, our stewardship lost
...
will we see it on the other side, my love
the earth freed, man’s covenant dissolved
a whispered prayer upon our lips, arms stretched out wide….
…
It affects our whole life to know whether the soul is mortal or immortal. - Pascal
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John Cox
Where would you like to travel? Who would you like to meet? No ticket required, a surprise at every destination guaranteed. Strap on your time travel goggles and bring a compass. It's sometimes bumpy in my imagination, so hold on tight!
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