Gabriel

Walking down a new road,  

my eyes; a gyroscope. 

Looking around smiling happily,  

a good day, I hope. 

 

 

Walking down the same road 

relishing all that pass,  

my eyes; a sponge 

I pray that it will last.

 

 

Walking on the same road 

I see a beautiful fawn,  

in silence I gaze upon,  

the game in which she has won. 

 

 

Walking the same road 

slowly I stalk,  

the lighthouse turns,  

my face to chalk. 

 

 

Walking the same road 

at her eyes, I smile,  

to my joy it returns 

making all my time worthwhile. 

 

 

Walking the same road

a new leaf turns,  

the lighthouse turns away,  

still my heart yearns. 

 

 

No longer the same road 

I scream; I yell 

more, I want more 

but only time will tell. 

 

 

No longer the same road 

swifter than wind, 

I pursue after her 

believing it not to be a sin. 

 

 

No longer the same road,  

the lighthouse glares. 

My deeds revealed,  

in my heart does tear. 

 

 

Walking the same road,  

fear no longer in my eyes. 

I say goodbye 

still, all I want to do is lie. 

 

 

I walked that same road 

only joy there was sowed. 

It’s raining at the lighthouse,  

walking on a new road.