So tender you sleep my love
I forget that all this is really real
the fragrant scents of summer mornings
with it's green and wondrous crystal dew
make for a parliament of nature
that may have loving whispers to say

This my perfect morning
knowing all are kind around me
feeling safe in the arms of my love
no hidden agenda's or fake smiles
just a being of beginning, wanting peace
just a soul, wanting to live again free

How wondrous we are
yet how we mar
in wicked ways
and sinful deeds
you may throw rocks
but can the rocks throw you

Thinking in delicate numbers
an over riding switch
like a witch with white spells
singing to wishes sweet
don't let the fears take you
for deliverance is in this land

Here the hearts of man
they are guarded holy
such forests full of light
still the Earth does not shake
as we float gently in dreams
that are made of dandelion and burdock

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris