Light dies on its way toward the infinite cold.
Space between points, exploding forever,
If I could look back upon such void,
I would see two solid objects—
You and I at arms.

An ageless tree blossoms where no one could grow,
It stands on the precipice, holding sheer rock,
Winds lash from four corners singing— no,
Elements crying— tree is not a tree,
I hold your soul in stone.

If your words are hollow; don't speak them.
If your will is solemn; correct your thoughts.
If the world is vacant of color; seek truth and wisdom.

The world around you changes when you dive into the depths of yourself. It's only then that you realize what you believe has been lacking was simply suppressed by your own thoughts the entire time. You must use your observations and wisdom when outside forces create barriers in your life.

Look inside and the world will become a brand new, wondrous place.  

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro

Notice how the voice that tells you you're beautiful
Is nothing but a little whisper

But the voice that explains all your flaws
Is the one that can be heard above a storm,
Above the sound of heavy machinery,
Above the sound of your heart

The sun rises daily, without exception.
*We should learn from the sun.

Your eyes, flooding me,
Your anger, rousing the skies—
Rain drops with my tears.