There is sadness buried in her heart,
broken dreams and frozen hopes
shattering a wounded soul.
But all she says is, there is still hope.

Because broken, frail and torn
is where God makes us anew,
and sometimes it takes darkness
for us to finally see the light.

Now there is laughter in her eyes,
joy in the way her mouth curves up in a smile,
a sparkle so bright
it leaves a trail of light after her.

I wonder if you understand
The day your hand touched mine
If you could sense the change in air
The abrupt halt of time
Soul mate
I wonder if you fully know
I am attuned to your heart
I can read between your lines
The rarest piece of art  
Soul mate
I wonder if you understand
How fierce this love can be
My kindred spirit, heart's desire  
The other half of me

It is not easy to swim in the sea
I have to go with the waves
But find something to hold on

It is not easy to fly in the sky
I have to go with the wind
But still need to care for my wings

It is not easy to just follow with the flow
I have to listen and then I have to feel
I have to see like I have to consider

It is not easy to be a human
I want to be good
But it is not just about me

Life is like that
We cannot hold all what we want
But the truth is we were given what we need

Life is learning
To live what we need to be
And not always the way we want it to be

Life is a continuous study
An unending way of learning
For to live is to learn who we are
And who we should be...

The love poems make sense.
The songs make sense.
They always made sense.
But they never made sense.