Profound Thoughts

With December comes the glimmer on her face And I get a bit nervous  I get a bit nervous now In the twelve months on I won't make friends with change  When everyone's perfect can we start over again The playgrounds they get rusty and your  Heart beats another ten thousand times before I got the chance to say I miss you When it gets hard  I get a little stronger now I get a little braver now And when it gets dark I get a little brighter now  I get a little wiser now before I give my heart away Well we met each other at the house of runaways  I remember it perfectly we were running on honesty  We moved together like a silver lock and key But now that your lock has changed  I know I can't fit that way The playgrounds they get rusty and your  Heart beats another ten thousand times before I got the chance to say I want you When it gets hard I get a little stronger now I get a little braver now ...

The latent potential of a human mind is something that can't be simply discerned without experiencing first hand the power it holds. A dream or an imagination that is so lucid and vivid can only be best explained as a handiwork of an inherent potency to tap into an unseen and often neglected aspect of reality which we often conform to as a fantasy. Cruising towards existence is supposed to be straightforward. But if the mind and the heart do not coincide with each other, one lags behind turning the experience into some sort of an ordeal.  It took me quite a while to reorient my bearings after having spent quite a considerable time to the reverie of what had transpired. I took my belongings and decided to come to my senses and head back to the real world once more.  With a heavy heart, I made one last look at Amandiwin and bid my adieu to the spirits which inhabit its hallowed forest grounds. Perhaps, there may come a day when both my feet will take me back within ...