A thoughtful thing

Some were in time there is, was, and will be a box. It sits in a corner facing the sun while in the shade from the ceiling above. It does not move but breathes in the dust.

Light as a Foot

Your thoughts weight heavey on your mind
Your burdens heavey on your shoulders
So what, you ask is light
Your feet
They take you where you go
And never ask for anything in return
The places we go
The people we meet
The things we do
That is what makes life light
So thank your feet
They do so much

Cinderella

I'm Cinderella 

I befriended my Fairy Godmother 

I went to the ball

And danced with the prince

I stand in front of him now 

And wonder

Does he see me as the girl he met last night

Or does he see me only as the rags that I call my clothes and my woes that surround me

Who am I?

Have you ever read song lyrics and thought that even without the music it sounded beautiful? Did you think to your self "Wow this is more than just a song, but something real and true to life. More than just the ordinary everyday thing,"? Well I did the other day when I read the lyrics to 'Who am I?' from Les Misérables. The song talks about a man wondering who he really is and asking himself how he can go on through life not showing the world who he really is. Here are the lyrics to the song...

Who am I?

Can I condemn this man to slavery,

Pretend I do not see his agony?

This innocent who wears my face

Who goes to judgement in my place.

Who am I?

Can I conceal myself forever more,

Pretend I'm not the man I was before?

And must my name,

until I die,

Be no more that an alibi?

Must I lie?

How can I ever face my fellow men?

How can I face myself again?

My soul belongs to God,

I know,

I made that bargain long ago.

He gave me hope when hope was gone.

He gave me strength to journey on.

Who am I?

Who am I?

I'm Jean,

Valjean!

And so,

Javert,

You see it's true.

That man no more guilt than you. 

Who am I?

Two,

Four,

Six,

Oh, 

One!