The colors of time
r e a l i t y
The colors in front of me
I can see the truth
The colors in front of me
I can see the lies
behind the curtain
once more I realize
in which world we are living
The truth uncovered
all the dust removed
to live in a free world
The colors in front of me
I am able to see
The colors in front of me
I am able to see
To see a world unclear from heaven
but heaven is real
show the real you
the real you in a world of hate
The Gate is open to those
who are believers and chasers of their dreams
This direction and you will be blessed
The colors in front of me
I am able to see
The colors in front of me
I am able to see
@KD
Peace - Love & Light
About the Creator
Keep reading
More stories from Schubert TALK LLC © KD and writers in Poets and other communities.
In The Blink of Her Eye
Time itself bent and morphed, allowing Shannon the precious seconds needed to see and adjust to the disaster unfolding in front of her. Each frame showed minute details she would have missed had the clock not slowed down until she heard every click of the hands as they swept toward the end of everything. If only she was being melodramatic...
By Lisa VanGalen2 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.