Third Poem

Shattered dreams stirrings in the empty halls,
Wounded souls healing from pain,
Wounded souls at peace after turmoil,
Hope becoming reality,
For the wind of change are upon the land.

Mindless thoughts run wild like
Ravaged beast,
Gnawing with their blood thirsty fangs,
Snow clogging the sky as volcanic ash,
Trees shivering with cold as the icy winter wind
Blows,
Winds of fate blowing like a gale force hurricane.

What do you think that you have found
True love as warm as the summer sun,
Hope that will be shining shimmering light
During the darkest of times,
Time is of the essence for mankind.

Everything changes in a blink of an eye,
No matter if you want to accept it or not,
But it does,
Time is never the same as it was the day before.

Drunk on love is no longer a myth or fairy tale,
But reality
People's love for one another diminishing over time,
Love is the greatest gift of all,
Love creates some of the best dreams
That even shattered dreams can not destroy.