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Stu Harley Mar 22
Let me be the tallest oak tree, strong,
Roots delving deep where they belong.
Branches reach high, a sheltering hand,
For weary travelers across the land.

Whispers of wind through leaves unfold,
Stories whispered, both young and old.
Witness to seasons, a timeless guide,
Through sunlit days and storms that hide.

A beacon of hope, I proudly stand,
A testament to nature's grand hand.
May those who seek solace find it here,
Beneath my boughs, dispelling fear.
And still whispering sweet sunlight
through my leaves
Stu Harley Mar 22
Deep in the earth, a stifled cry,
We yearn for air and a boundless sky.
Roots may hold fast, but spirits crave,
The sun's warm kiss on a windswept wave.

Blind tendrils reach, a desperate plea,
To break the bonds of obscurity.
Blooms unfurl, reaching for the sun,
Life's vibrant song, a battle won.

For buried dreams and stifled sighs,
We yearn for air and open skies.
Stu Harley Mar 21
Two paths converge, a winding lane,
One, love that blossoms, sun, and rain.
The other is a journey to find my core,
Where dreams take flight and fears explore.

They weave and dance, a vibrant braid,
Love nourishes, where my spirit's swayed.
My true self, a guiding light,
Empowers love to take flight.

Together we soar, a boundless quest,
Love and my own, forever blessed.
Again, my love, and my own
Stu Harley Mar 21
Dawn's gentle light, a soul's first sip,
Gratitude's warmth, from fingertip
To grateful heart, a brimming well,
Kindness itself, is the story to tell.

Nature's embrace, a calming breeze,
The laughter that rings through rustling leaves.
Passions pursued, a fire's bright gleam,
Chasing a dream, a fulfilling stream.

Love's gentle touch, a quiet delight,
Fill your cup full, with the purest light.
Thus, to fill thy cup with good
Stu Harley Mar 21
Not a grand flood, but a gentle stream,
Love for you flows, a growing theme.
Each shared moment, a tiny stone,
Building a bridge we walk upon.

A whispered joke, a hand held tight,
Weaving a bond, bathed in soft light.
Trust, like a seed, takes root unseen,
Blooming in smiles, a vibrant scene.

Not a wildfire, but embers warm,
Love for you grows, safe from the storm.
To love you little by little
that keeps me warm
Stu Harley Mar 20
Night's velvet cloak, a sudden tear,
A burst of light, dispelling fear.
Shadows retreat, their secrets hide,
The world was unveiled, with no place to hide.

Dreams linger still in a sleepy haze,
The stage reset for brighter days.
Yawns replace the lullaby,
Reality paints the morning sky.

With a single click, a world is reborn,
From hushed dreams to bustling morn.
Still, my heart breathes fire
Only when the lights turn on
Stu Harley Mar 20
A vibrancy fades, a hush descends,
Laughter once bright, now barely lends
A spark to the eyes, once alight.
Conversations, dimmed by the night.

Warmth cools to a whisper, a sigh,
A touch that once sent shivers by
Now lingers, a ghost in its wake.
Hearts beat a rhythm, a silent ache.

Is this love's twilight, a fading hue?
Can dawn chase the shadows anew?
Only when love is turning blue
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