Trail Of Dreams

Annapurna Circuit, Nepal

What do I see among the ruins of time
A place so scarce that spirits dwell in peace
Where few have dared and even lesser had imagined
When darkness and light are overshadowed by cold

So why do I resist when exhaustion bequeathed me
When knees are fumbling and toes they are relinquishing
Is it never ending skies which touches the snowy plains
Or was it the sound of silence echoing through forest greens

For everywhere I turn I see miles of seclusion
As if this is the place that never wanted to be found
Why hide all the beauty if its in the eye of the beholder
Perhaps it’s a secret to be known only to me
- Snowballade

Turnaround

Osaka, Japan

Turnaround, and face the world,

For you cannot hide under stars forever,

Just say it once of all your remorse,

And never again to another soul.

Turnaround, and face yourself,

For you cannot hide behind mirrors till dawn,

Just do what you must to unwind your lost,

And never again take the same road ahead.

Turnaround, and face the clock,

For you cannot hide away from time,

Just let it go and live for tomorrow,

And never again hold on to the past.

Turnaround, and face your heart,

For you cannot hide the facts of life,

Just set it free and speak of love more,

And in return never again be sad.
- Snowballade