The Secret
I walked a long, long way, on this empty road for years/
Melancholy of darkness, where all the words disappears/
I crouched miles following miles, sought for the light/
Fought nights in the shade, in a world of black and white/
Searching for some colors to paint my dark skies blue/
Flowers to paint the dreary garden of my hearts view/
A chance to feel a love so new, something worth pursue/
A moment of divine bliss, an emotion that feels true/
But I kept falling down into the abyss, time and again/
My head insane, I cried my tears out in the pouring rain/
Locked up my heart in cuffs and chains, the one to blame/
Tried to start over, but once again, as always the same/
Yet more years passed me by as I forgot compassion/
Forgot the tenderness, gave my heart the lowest ration/
Then so many faces came and gone me by that I forget/
Names in my head tells me that one day I got to pay the debt/
But one day, everything changed, I found a secret so old/
A magic forgotten in the whirl of time went unfold/
My universe expanded light-years and eons infinite free/
The garden set in bloom, once again green leafs on my tree/
The sky blue, the sea delight, my heart lost in paradise/
My mind hyptonized, my perceptions sharp and precise/
Now I knew how to change the world, heaven on earth/
Something more worth, words of love, a spiritual rebirth/
I freed my heart, set my soul free, to soar and shine/
Knowing the world is mine and my heart will be fine/
Once more I realized the power of love spins the world/
Around and around every day, the secret was unfurled/
Now days I walk with joy, I laugh and cry with love in mind/
And when life’s unkind, I know it’s just the way life remind/
Of the aches I left behind, moments and memories I hide/
Tears I cried, but no more, ‘cause angels stands on my side/
Words on this page so bright, the sun wouldn’t suffice/
Tells me a story that’s about myself, it’s like living it twice/
To know your own price, surrealistic precise, in every bend/
Transcend beyond the visible, to the soul that never pretend/
I tend to forget my words myself, but it’s a leaf of paper away/
A pencil and few moments of belief, and there’s never a delay/
Next I feel relief, and then I start to believe, aches relieve/
The windsleeve is pointing everywhere, no time for grieve/
Everything is suddenly possible, adorable, appeasable/
Every mountain climbable, the whole world is cessible/
I know I’ll be living there, somewhere in the end of time/
Maybe tomorrow, maybe not, maybe it is worth every dime/
Every crime, every tear that we shed, just about every day/
Every mistake that we make, every moment that’s colored gray/
The memories that keep you up, all night numb but awake/
My piece of cake and my cup of tea, my share of life to partake/