Passion flows to our souls no matter what the age.
No matter how we look at it its comes to us with a core of fire pure as a winter snow.
Passion full of dreams untold as I look deep within.
Passion’s driven men to fight and others to romance.
And I a man full of dreams my passions are unknown.
I search my life for roads unknown my needs to find my soul.
My needs to reach a higher place where Gods only go.
I dream of wings to take me there to reach heavens door.
To knock one time to say hello do you know who I am?
I dream of things yet unknown to me my dreams they take me there.
My passion for the things unknown seem endless in my mind.
My passion seems to grow and grow the more I find my way.
Each new door that I unlock reveals more doors for me.
My passion seem endless as I travel on.
And here I am with roads unknown and doors still locked for me.
And I the weary traveler of many unknown roads welcome each new door.