Trembling hands
Hands turn to ice
There's ice in bones
Present in my bones
But not in my heart
In my heart I try to find hope
Hope of tomorrow and
Hope for the future
The future without so many crutches
Crutches that I need now
Now is when I wish
I wasn't born into this

Leaves of elderly oaks
Sing tunes in a breeze
Thirsty gulps of the water
swallow fish leaping into the blue
Soft embrace of this sky
Is as warm as a mother's love
And clear as the dreams dreamt between me and you

While we're watching the leaves
Drifting into a place
Where the waves and the sky
Play the harp of a heart pinching color
We wish for a boat
With the strangest desire
Of drifting away to the opposite side of the earth

Come you, hither, and stay
Take my wing in your hand
I will follow my sight
Through the curves of your beautiful hair
And we'll peacefully dive
To the reef of existence
And forever remain as foam on top of a wave

Am crying, thinking and re-correcting my mistakes.
Trying to fix things that I broke
Erasing the past that we made
It's hard, *** we wrote it in ink
It's hard to let this sink.
It hurts to see you leave
And I wish you could feel how I feel
But I know tym will heal
Definitely someone broke our seal
And this time, I know it's for real.

All she wanted was the truth, he gave her lies.

My hope during troubled times
When my knees are firmly holding ground,
The alter pros' an Angel's muse,
From whence I poise my fortitude.

My head unbowed lifted to my hope,
My courage determined, forged the night.
Shall I regard each battle Heaven's gain,
Arrived I at fate's ironic refrain?

No nobler mind had life to live
Save the sacrifice on cross and tomb,
Delivered souls too lame to tell
The valiant heart of mine EMANUEL.

EASTER MONDAY 2015