To../..Through...

Ages and ages... Filled with new, and old crinkled pages... Stories, that changes... Views, looks, and language... Through, the mazes, , , of time, and the questions, , , of mind. What will we find...In the days of tomorrow... And the roads that we follow... Though out, the different phases.. Ways of the heart...And loves... Different, stages...When our dreams come, and we feel stuck, and faded... Lost in the sea of waves, that play us... Though, how, , , can we let the darkness... Surround, , , In cage us? ? ? When, All about, All Around, Through the haze...Is...His Beautiful, Rays... Bringing Sight... To Night... As He Holds, , , A Candle In His Hand... Behind Him... Shadows Stand...He Holds The Light... To Our, , , To The, , , Promise Land...