We were children born on the land of fair
You were a child raised by those of despair
When we met, your soul was lost far behind
When we met, there was light in our bind

Something I saw was pain in you
Something I never saw was peace in you
Your heart was calling for freedom
Your heart was living in cumbersome

A yearly cry prolonged your shadow
I came forth to absolve your sorrow
Take my hand and come follow
Together we will find the meadow

A land wreathed in green is our treasure
The sun shone light beyond measure
All the plants of beauty are ours to roam
In our silence we have found our home

The sun rests quietly on the hills
The last light breathes a last life
The pines will soon be the tomb
But this is not the end
Your heart blossoms the remains
Flowers sprout from your nourish
Rain enriches our ground of cherish
Birds sing an elegy of touch
My love for you will always stand
Under the trees will I lay

People can be cold like stone
When you're left all alone
But others are not so sealed
Their love will make you healed


I pulled myself from others away
I pushed you out of the day
I left you in the night
But now I will do what's right


Give me your hurting
Give me your aching
I'm here if you need love
It will fly like a dove


I will not leave but stay
Until you leave harm's way
Lean on my shoulder of ties
Release all of your cries

We all live in a vast sea of humanity
Surrounded by forces of brutality
The strong always inherit the earth
The weak have suffered since birth
The swimmers embrace as a whole
While the drowning are left in the cold


Once I was a drowner desperate to swim
Destined to join the swimmers was my hymn
Straying away from myself couldn't stay me afloat
Dependence on the strong questioned my code
All on myself left the drowners to their descent
The abyss swallowed me until I made my repent


Praise for the swimmers and ignorance to the drowners
These actions were of no strength but my worst failures
Blood spilled from my heart yet there was a saviour
Turning to my kind was I no longer a traitor
I brought them out of the darkness to the light
We became a force very strong the further we tight


As we rallied our strength, we fought our way to the surface
Torn hearts became sewn into one without weakness
Our return journey was not of acceptance but for truth
We found no light with the swimmers for our soothe
But from within we found our own suns of nourish
Embracing who we are founded our true courage

She is dressed to survive
In a world of all deprived
The wind blows cold
As she keeps her hold
Ahead she sets her sight
Discerning what is right


A land of ice and snow is the circumstance
Conferring with the wild gives her substance
She had no place in her kind but nature
Ordaining a life of solitary nurture
The snow, the trees, and the mountains embellish
A family of pines housed her dawn of relish

I rewind to my past to build a home
A place to suffer through memories
Separated from all under this dome
The moths eat away my quilt of pleas


I see an old man sitting before a fence
Clothed in rags with a life of pretence
His earth was a path to salvation
But his promises narrowed into lies
Such pseudo tact earned his demise


A fence between him and society was hindrance
Similar to my dome of precise encumbrance
To know this was to know the real way out
Releasing my soul to you is no matter of doubt


The dome cracks as light shines upon the dark mind
Allowing the cuts to be bandaged by the kind
My truth to you will not be of ease for me to do
But the end will be my ease for I came forth to you

Look to the future of your flesh spring
The roots are deep but you're something
The ship won't sail 'till you untie the moors
Not mere harvest but you will be more


You mustn't fret for the seasons to run
Strength will make nothing beyond you
Neither the burning of the fat old sun
Nor the freezing of the icy white pool
Can hinder your growth to ripe


If the mind matters over the heart
What is your impulse for the start?
You must balance all the thoughts
Or you will turn into distraught


Up there you will reach the top
All will reap your fruit to no stop
But some will illude with fraught
If you give in, you will begin to rot


And when your taste fades to the bone
The soil curdles towards your sewn
Just another corpse for the compost
But it is choice that mights the most


You mustn't fret for your wasted fate
For a new life will not slow the rate
You become one with the ground
And return to nature's new round