Night Skies : Volume One.

as the days go by.

as the days go by,
as the clock ticks and tocks life away,
as we flip the pages, one by one.
I pray that I do not stumble,
as tides of uncertainties rock my boat.
I pray that it shall not leak,
that it shall not sink.
as the fiery gales of foul opinions blow,
I pray that my brick house shall not fall.
as kin and dear friends cast their long shadows of doubt,
I pray that my old lamp is steadfast,
that thine light shall shine forever bright.

as the days go by,
I strive so much, to be all I can be.
for these days,
they are life itself.
and they are slipping away,
one sunset at a time.
but what is the true measure of life,
of a life well lived.
what shall you look back to,
in the last of your days.
what shall you smile of,
that rare content smile that says,
I have truly lived.

although my time here is not as long,
I pen down these few honest truths.
listen,
it is all within us.
this life, this dream we desire.
its there,
within you, within me.
all that you need,
all that you require,
is a quiet place for your thoughts.
for you have buried them so deep,
in tonnes of fear, excuses and self doubt.
set them free, my friend
and witness the beauty of it all,
unfold before your eyes,
as these beautiful days go by and by.

the end.
(and remember, "do not fear for I am with you.")
@nightskies92.