A World With Love
When my world
starts to feel cold,
the edges round it begin to blur,
the colors to fade.
I remind myself of what is real,
of the life you and I lead
and once the outside world is
left behind a closed door.
Everything in my world
falls into place once more.
Even with golden silence
there is a loving feeling
and my world regains contrast.
The colors brightening once more
and just like before -
all I need to do is close the door.
Leaving behind, that strange outside world,
take you by the hand
and love you once more,
and leave all the sorrow behind.
So easy to do in my world,
so hard to know what lies beyond.
If you and I can weather all the storms -
we’ll never grow old.
Still enjoying the pleasures of life
and marveling at the beauty
that nature provides,
knowing that there is a loving world
we can make our very own.
This I know is the wisdom of the ages,
as I look at paintings of lords and ladies -
their hearts now still
but once beating with love.
They still love through the ages,
now in the eternal sky,
for here they never let their love,
fade away nor let the colors blur,
on the world of love that they shared.
So on and on through the centuries -
love is one thing that never dies.
If you find your true love,
it will always shine,
and if in life you get parted -
you’ll have golden memories.
For once you reach the end of your days,
a starry path will lead you,
one to the other again.