Zoi's Window

Why walk a path every feet has trodden? What joy there lies to forge ahead If no new marks can be left? Why stumble forth breathless Packed in a blind crowd When a novel way can be charted Out of the maze? Why stay on land when seas can be braved? What good can come from toiling Like every other slave? Why witness the same sunset Clouded by the smoke of burnt dreams From a pier on which no more feet can stand When a rising sun waits to be seen? Why fear to fail when every man must die And none has lived forever with their head held high? If to fall is must, why fall again Where every man has fallen in their time? Why not trip on a new road Only to stumble upon a truth unknown before? If there is a dream that dares to call, Answer with a will that dares to believe. Lose everything that can be lost; Give everything that can be given, and more. For who knows if that dream will ever call again? If that path will ever be brought to t...

Young were the days, younger still us As we laughed and played 'neath a shared sun. Together we grew like two leaves on a tree Till we fell and were carried apart by the wind. And now I miss you, my kindergarten love. Happiness was our friend, joy our tongue. Acting like deer on the bed we bunked Or sometimes we were dolphins amongst the sheets, Till the time of our act was up. And now I need you, my kindergarten love. Fast were our legs as we raced home to home; Our giggles free like the breeze that danced on the road, Walking hand-in-hand past the creek to the park. We'd always run together, until we ran out. And now I want you back, my kindergarten love. Like two sticks floating down a river we were, Together through both high tide and low, But then the river branched, and we drifted apart, Leaving me with your name and the shadow of a smile, ...