Awaiting bliss beyond our dreams
By james a. galgano
Often such foolish prayers fall on the deaf ears of man-made gods above.
Seeking a dream come true we never knew had a chance to real one day soon.
Despite our worries and discomfort maybe this might be just another foolish lie
One perseveres from a distance hoping soon our lives will meet beneath blue moon.
Like endless wandering soul within the desert of passing time upon which we rely
Hoping beyond every prayer fallen upon deaf ears we hear the message of love.
Ringing eternally within our ears and heart where never the twain shall meet.
Making our love soon complete where we never look back in anger to colored sky.
Where even if storm clouds gather their moss as our hearts tumble often incomplete
Our devotion and zeal become guide out of darkness where we forever wonder why.
What foolishness springs to delay our inevitable interaction tasting lips so sweet
Realizing these are the times far away which delay our hopeful love when we meet.