Heart ache paints sadness inside her eyes
Spilling over
In hues
Of
   blue
January mountains weep for wildflowers,
   dark clouds seep in-
He left like the flowers and died in the winter.
With the wind as his choice all their plans set off soaring
As sadness inside her eyes
Spills over the mountains
In hues
Of
   empty
        Blue

Big messy braids,
A compassion filled heart
Dancing barefoot through the grass
Listening to cicadas sing
Enjoying the simple things
In these last few weeks,
of summer

Take me to the mountains
so I can breathe the cool, crisp
Air-
Let the overpowering protection
whisper their haven of peace
In my ear-
Take me to the mountains
alone with just you
Those beautiful sights are my home,
and my home is You
too.

Understanding is beauty
though we cannot fully know
intricacies like
what force supplies light
to shine through the
Stars and reflect into your
Deep, Blue eyes-
That look at me in love.

Understanding takes faith,
Like accepting when you fall short
This love is everlasting,
and it belongs to your
Imperfect soul-
because you know that
Love is beautiful
and life-giving.