How tommorrow can come

What to believe
Is all as it seems

Is Love for the soul
Is Pain for the mind

How tomorrow can come after today
How a day can last forever
Yet forever here is never

Completion left aside
Achievement passed on by

Tomorrow can come after a day
A day can last forever
Forever now is never

You lose a piece of your soul
Time will take its toll
You must wait
Time for destiny and your fate

For tomorrow will come
Today is not forever
Time will show
Our day is old

A year

Where was I that day?
I drove my sister home from work…It was cold, I had worked all day.
As I pulled into the driveway I saw the lights…
“Should I come inside, you think Dad is awake?”
“He is probably asleep it is midnight”

He was awake, he was waiting for me, Sara had made potato pancakes, he wanted me to have some.
But I left, I didn’t want to go inside. I’ll see him next week, on Thursday, my day off. I did see him sooner than that. It was 4:00 in the morning…the phone rang. My sister on the line…

“Dad died” I died inside…I screamed so loud and sobbed so strong I let part of my soul leave my body…and it still has not returned. As I stood up I was lost…I was lost. As I drove the road carried me, yet I know not how I got there. As I pulled into the drive, a pain gripped me…If only I went inside four hours ago, I would have talked with him one last time. I would have kissed him goodnight, I would have said “I love you”. (As a child growing up he never said he loved me, only the past five years or so he said it although I know he felt it. ) As I walked through the door there were strangers in the house, some from the police department, the medical examiner, the funeral home…

I went into his bedroom, closed the door and sat with him. I looked at his face, was he smiling? Did he see his mother, whom he missed greatly? Did he see his father or brother whom he longed to see? I touched his hand…his cold hand…it was always cold. (the only part of him that was ever cold). I sat for a while. I talked to him, hoping he could hear, I wished and prayed to God for another word, a smile, a glance, anything…nothing came…

As they came and told me he had to go…I was numb…we all lose love, we all lose parents…we all experience grief and suffering…We just need to see what we have in front of us…We need to make time, I wish I had. You see, we are not guaranteed time, if anything we are guaranteed death, and there is no set time or place for it. So for all of you running around…take a minute to look at the ones you love and the ones who love you and make time…

Silviu George Klein…My father, my equal, my heart…
I never told him how much I admired him, how much I respected him, how much I loved him…
I have my beliefs in where he is, I have my convictions on Life.
I am strong in my beliefs…but there is still the one thing that is missing…his voice, his eyes, his laugh, his life…
I do miss him so much…all those things and more…

Father! Father?


For where have you roamed to?


Did you journey to your heart?
Did you find your peace?


Did you go for the far away star?
The one that shined
O does it shine

Did you dive into the abyss?
The abyss of the beautiful sea
The sea of infinite mystery


How does the galaxy look?
The majesty of heaven
The heaven of ours


What of mythical knowledge?
Knowledge of fate and life
Life as we know


Will I see what you saw
Your visions
Visions of Life?


For where have you roamed to?