as i sit at the highest point of my favourite place
my minds cast back to a time which i call my life
the ups and downs of promise and passion that shape my being
my excistance!
hear in the forest up above bracknell my thoughts are lost
taken by the image of a place with so many cultures
so many poeple finding a place for themselves
but its not to be found
here what lies before me
my forest of solitude
its infected with what we call the a modern way of life
the always present buzz of the humen race
full of fear and panic!
lost in a world that fails to look twice
failed to notice the sruggle and strife we are bound

but in people we find strengh

strengh is what belongs to us

we will find the path

but here on my hill
a million miles away i am happy
happy knowing that as i breath this sweet air
as i soak the ever warming glow of the sun
i am alive