So many possibilities.
Beautiful dreams.
In a world filled with promises.

And yet.

We walk in darkness.
Afraid of the light.
Never touching.
The world around us.
The soul within us.

So many windows filled with light.
Splended vissions.
Celestial heaven on earth.

And yet.

We are blinded by
The hate within us.
That feeds our fears.
Like bloody magots.
They consume our love.

So many souls touched by Gods love.
Divine moonstones.
With an inner light to guide us.

And yet.

We desire death.
Avoiding the truth.
Embracing lies.
In a deadly game.
Where nobody wins.

So many voices enrlch us.
Like crystal chimes.
They reflect the rhythm of life.

And yet.

We are deaf to them.
Seeking the harsh sounds.
Of our own thoughts.
Cold comfort for pain.
Shards of broken glass.

MJ Flack