Squirrel running fast
Carrying his winter food
Just waiting to hide

The cold greets me as I talk to the dawn
Autumn
No Winter
Summer is gone

I stop to greet the sky seldom seen
Fallen
Hiding
Shadows on the green

Cold Spring does not support or try to hide hope
Prayers
Or wishes
Cherish or cope

My year lies in shapes pleasure and art
Crying
Laughing
Seasons break my heart

If you talk for the sake of your voice,
chances are that, it may not contain
any words of meaning or logic.

I am afraid
Of silence
Afraid to find out
.who i really am
I can run from
The silence
But I can't
Run away
From me

if
we
know thy rose
for
which
we
are praying
over thee

You.had no teeth
Yet your smile
Shone like a
Crescent moon
No eyes youhad
But you saw
With your.heart
No money.you
had
But your soul
Was full of
Richness
No ears to hear
But you heard
From within
Raggedy clothes
Strewn about
Yet you were clothed
In beauty
Not understood
By all
A work of
Art
Carved from
The Master's
Bleeding hands