Choosing Paths: Wrong from Right
How do you know which road to choose? Is there some fate working it's magic, and you can't help BUT to choose the right path? And how would you know if the path is right, if you didn't know where the other path would lead? The road less taken, is not always the right path. Yet the road more often taken seems to be wrong. So how can you know which road to choose? You know from your heart? Or maybe prior knowledge or experience? But possibly, you might know because you've seen it, in a dream, and you know it, like the back of your hand. But maybe, since you know that path, you choose to take the other, just for adventure and out of curiousity. Whatever path is taken, that path will be your destiny. And you can not turn back, but all you can do is take another step foward. Foward in the right direction? Or foward in the wrong direction? The things you see along the way, and the people you meet are sure to tell you which path you've taken. But along the way there are detours, and there are obstacles, there are roadblocks, and there are misguidences. It's all part of the path. The path of life, and the path of death. The path of love, and the path of heartbreaks. The path of sorrow, and the path of happiness. These paths of emotions lay out life itself, overlapping other paths, and crossing the stars. Maybe all roads lead to that somewhere. That place of perfect rights, and the place of perfect wrongs. The path of life is a hard one. But still, it's a path. All roads and paths are meant to take you somewhere, but just how long are you willing to walk?
Star-crossed lovers roaming their lands, setting forth towards the morning star, never to see each others face, because of the clouds that block their path. This shall be the prophecy of the two lovers torn by war and brought together by fate. The two that shattered a nation, and molded a world for others to live in. The two twin worlds, different, but the same, lost but yet found, close but so far away. The twin worlds that mark the era of war, and close the era of peace. The world of love, the world of hate. The world of life, and the world of death. The world of Van, and the world of Hitomi. The two star crossed lovers brought together by destruction, and torn apart by love. "Torn apart by love". Love is supposed to unite, not tear apart! But because of the love for Hitomi's family, she had to return. Did sorrow engulf the both? Or were they more appreciative towards others feelings, and now see life through the eyes of heros? Maybe their love will continue, travelling through the stars, channeling down the clouds, soaring past hurt and pain, barely missing pain and hurt, and entering the heart with open arms.
Love soars on wings,
hurt hides in shadows,
but their bond is like a force of gold,
strong as metal,
glimmering in the sun,
well known,
worth a fortune to each of them,
and admired by others.
Hitomis eyes see through the thought and soul. Van's eyes show a warriors heart, and courage of a lion. Hitomis heart has confusion, but passion. Vans heart is that of a stubborn old man, but strong-willed. Hitomis world is that of technology and morals. Vans is off tradition and culture. Her voice is that of care, and his of determination. Her past is of love and light. His is of hurt and pain, mixed with agony and troubled with death.
She will bring him to see that with love, he can achieve his dreams, show the stregnth of a nation in his eyes, lead the world to peace, grasp the dreams of others, and hold the world in his hands. He will show her that you don't always have to do whats right, love is blind, the world sees through you, hold the hearts of many, teach others to see through the dark to the light, and marry the love inside your heart.
Their love is strong, but their bond is stronger. You should not fear love, for love is what brings troubled hearts out of the dark into the light, kiss the sun, and make the spirit soar.
How do you know which road to choose? Is there some fate working it's magic, and you can't help BUT to choose the right path? And how would you know if the path is right, if you didn't know where the other path would lead? The road less taken, is not always the right path. Yet the road more often taken seems to be wrong. So how can you know which road to choose? You know from your heart? Or maybe prior knowledge or experience? But possibly, you might know because you've seen it, in a dream, and you know it, like the back of your hand. But maybe, since you know that path, you choose to take the other, just for adventure and out of curiousity. Whatever path is taken, that path will be your destiny. And you can not turn back, but all you can do is take another step foward. Foward in the right direction? Or foward in the wrong direction? The things you see along the way, and the people you meet are sure to tell you which path you've taken. But along the way there are detours, and there are obstacles, there are roadblocks, and there are misguidences. It's all part of the path. The path of life, and the path of death. The path of love, and the path of heartbreaks. The path of sorrow, and the path of happiness. These paths of emotions lay out life itself, overlapping other paths, and crossing the stars. Maybe all roads lead to that somewhere. That place of perfect rights, and the place of perfect wrongs. The path of life is a hard one. But still, it's a path. All roads and paths are meant to take you somewhere, but just how long are you willing to walk?
Star-crossed lovers roaming their lands, setting forth towards the morning star, never to see each others face, because of the clouds that block their path. This shall be the prophecy of the two lovers torn by war and brought together by fate. The two that shattered a nation, and molded a world for others to live in. The two twin worlds, different, but the same, lost but yet found, close but so far away. The twin worlds that mark the era of war, and close the era of peace. The world of love, the world of hate. The world of life, and the world of death. The world of Van, and the world of Hitomi. The two star crossed lovers brought together by destruction, and torn apart by love. "Torn apart by love". Love is supposed to unite, not tear apart! But because of the love for Hitomi's family, she had to return. Did sorrow engulf the both? Or were they more appreciative towards others feelings, and now see life through the eyes of heros? Maybe their love will continue, travelling through the stars, channeling down the clouds, soaring past hurt and pain, barely missing pain and hurt, and entering the heart with open arms.
Love soars on wings,
hurt hides in shadows,
but their bond is like a force of gold,
strong as metal,
glimmering in the sun,
well known,
worth a fortune to each of them,
and admired by others.
Hitomis eyes see through the thought and soul. Van's eyes show a warriors heart, and courage of a lion. Hitomis heart has confusion, but passion. Vans heart is that of a stubborn old man, but strong-willed. Hitomis world is that of technology and morals. Vans is off tradition and culture. Her voice is that of care, and his of determination. Her past is of love and light. His is of hurt and pain, mixed with agony and troubled with death.
She will bring him to see that with love, he can achieve his dreams, show the stregnth of a nation in his eyes, lead the world to peace, grasp the dreams of others, and hold the world in his hands. He will show her that you don't always have to do whats right, love is blind, the world sees through you, hold the hearts of many, teach others to see through the dark to the light, and marry the love inside your heart.
Their love is strong, but their bond is stronger. You should not fear love, for love is what brings troubled hearts out of the dark into the light, kiss the sun, and make the spirit soar.
