from my bed,
with mewling kittens in my head.
I take my jam with wholemeal bread.
Eager for the day ahead.

Transient phantom
Whispered beauty of the moon
Recalls her promise

Light-haired and bright-eyed
Behind her beatific smile
Sorrow and anger

For she is the child
The song of wind and the lake
Bound by destiny

To be the shadow
Of the three luminaries
And stain her tulle dress

Upon the still lake
She will glide through with passion
Her heart is a tomb

Turn
   A
      W
         A
            Y
               from the spice of wrath
                   B
                      Y
                          answering with a gentle tongue

The human tongue
is as venomous
as a cobra's
kiss.

                                                         ­                            Don't abandon the
                                                                ­                             herbs once the
                                                                ­                                       pain has
                                                                ­                                           passed


Let the hand wield
and the mouth
chew on and
on




                                                      ­                              For with that hand,
                                                                ­                              writing peace
                                                           ­                                       is one thing
                                                                ­                                     to treasure

Cut out the toxic
Liars, cheats, backstabbers, thieves
Then, you'll breathe and grow

Then you will realize
That you can rise to the sky
And shine in glory

You'll have healthy roots
Tend to yourself carefully
Love, hone and perfect

Belief is your soil
Water yourself with passion
As well as sunlight

Remember this though
No one can grow without help
You have many roots

You will rise and fall
The seasons will turn on you
Never surrender

Even as a seed
Though small, your potential grows
And you will flower