A whole New World that is Right...

Do you wonder if someone hears you there, out in the cold, out in the night when you’re feeling lost and in twisted fate
Do you wonder if you look up in the sky wondering if heavens still will answer your long lost prayers from that deepening void
Do you still look up to the sky feeling lost and feeling small from all your worries, world expectations from your hands, self inflicted loads undeniable constant
Do you still wait for miracles that are waiting for a call of change from all of your quiet fear that grows day by day but still nothing seems to change…

I’m only asking for that slight twist of fate, the can show you signs that will reach your rising star from the unknown part of the universe
In the quiet breeze you sometimes listen to the whispers from your doubted mind, or sometimes from your broken pain or worst from your hollow void
In the hope of greater proof signs that comes our way, but the answers don’t come as fast the flashing lights but as slow as my despair disappearing
In the thundering voices of fear that fills the night, the world spins onward unchanged and fast as you fear your prayers might still be lost at heart…

Why indeed heaven seem slow to respond to dreams, hope or love, is there anyone anonymously listening, does anyone really care
Why indeed you wonder in silence, always caught in the act of despair not when you’re ready from a gained slide, or a time for growth or lessons learned
Why you keep walking on the broken roads, long and steep that runs deeper in your mind pretending that everything could be okay later on
Why the strength you have gained can easily slide from your hands so instantly and it will take you unpredictable longer days, months and sometimes years to recover…

So even now you know that in your deepest heart so true, that prayers are answered in ways you never knew, they like to come when you’re ready for the dawn gently and bright
So they are always aren’t the things that you never planned, they can easily shape your life so hard with that steady ready hand
So they guide you through steps from the path that always seems wrong at first to teach you the beauty of being patient, and being strong
So in every prayer you speak and feel, try to listen to answers that come so quietly but real, the silence of waiting is still on the cold nights that might find you a different whole new world that is already right…

Watchwords:
Dawn, gentle and bright
Months and sometimes years to recover
Prayers might still be lots at heart
Still nothing seems to change

Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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