Tomorrow

The liar and her hauntedness, and I was wondering through years, how she would be affected by the way that she had treated me with those lies. And tonight I await the bells, as another year far away from the time that I was in with her, ends once again. Feelings and affection can be devious in the wrong hands. And that unseen gift may well be abused,and the multi affections for an apparently lovely young lady, can drive a young lady to extremes. Today,I cared about the memory of pure feeling,inside of myself there was commotion, and it frightened the trees. And the sun can shine in December,it can clear away the memories of the cold of spring. And what are those bells anyway? and what do they really mean? I think that the truth lies within the solitary mind, or the way to it. And even then, the day lies still and will not reveal its truth. Beauty sometimes deserts itself and seeks to confuse, it can take the easy way out. And I can only see beauty as a simple thing and as a precious thing away from hurt and its offsprings. And away from hurt, lies the power of friendship and togetherness, and there is an evening where the shadow cannot cross the picture, where it is disallowed, where it may not enter. And I saw a lady today and she smiled on me, and I have her in my mind this evening. There are stars in the gentle feelings of affection and they avoid untruth, they are the places to reach and they are places of love and truth. And tommorow is a new year, and tomorrow will be a new day and tomorrow will be a new time.