Whenever it's so, Wherever you go


I'm searching for inspiration, without the soul.
I'm searching for the way, without the goal.

The power in ambition, will finish the mission.
Motivation in will and the compass stands still.

As a busy dock, and a quiet clock,
in the morning snooze, there is options to choose.

How to start over again?
Just like the rover train.
Never learn, never go, ever known.
Teach, collect, and be shown.

Print in bone and mark a zone.
Get done and be gone.

That's how to be the one.




Pic

(Fullmoon above the fields at Digns, Holland)

Kommentarer
Postat av: Trond

Skall det bli en filisof, måntro....

2011-03-23 @ 18:40:54
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Postat av: Cillen

Det vet man aldrig... ;)

2011-03-23 @ 19:30:45
URL: http://cillendillar.blogg.se/

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