Holte's corner

Out the Door

I walked out the Door
and wandered out into the night.
I looked up at a star so far away
and felt alone

Above me tumbled the lights
Images of countless suns
Imagining children of other nights,
so far away, also alone.

2.

Don't fill the world with fear!
We don't have enough years
to live all our dreams,
why live the nightmares?

Don't make my eyes tear!
The cold is bad enough,
without the sadness.

3.

I don't know today,
How can I know tomorrow?
When we have each other,
why hold on to sorrow?

The nights are dark, the nights are cold,
Inside we are warm, whether young or old;
Stretch the muscles, warm our hearts
don't let them burn like aching coals.

4.

Old wounds remind us of too much foolishness,
Old pleasures comfort.
Illusions never hold,
I am getting old.

Old aches tell me I am still here.
I ache therefore I am.
I am the Descartes of Pain,

Get used to it.

Chris