the lie is a seed
when lies are told
are planted in the soul
thus
we give it
water and light to breathe
when the lie takes flight
then
we let it grow
while
it takes control
yes indeed
the deeper we go
reveals the essence of hate
shall create the path we sow

what dwells
deep inside
the
ash-pink rose
i
suppose
are
the
dreams of the ghost rose

when we spread our wings tonight
like the hummingbird in flight
that brings the gift of light
when shining through
the tiny cracks of
your soul tonight
along the dark wine sea
shall bring the gift of light

In hushed tones, a secret it kept,
Love whispered a promise, while I gently slept.
A warmth in my slumber, a dream come alive,
Of futures entwined, where destinies thrive.

The voice, soft and sweet, like a lullaby's call,
Woke feelings unspoken, that conquered them all.
A blush on my waking, a smile on my face,
Love's whisper is a treasure, a permanent trace.

The world seems enchanted, bathed in a new light,
Love's echo still lingers, a future so bright.
With my heart open wide, I wait for the day,
When love's whispered promise, forever will stay
Yes, love has whispered unto me

the soul is a candle
in
the
hourglass of time
as we walk
upon
the rice paper
between
Heaven and earth sublime
yet
we set fire
to soul
this time

Tears, a silent language, a heart overflows,
No words can express the weight that it shows.
A tremble in shoulders, a downturned head,
A sigh that speaks volumes, a sorrow unsaid.

Glistening trails whisper tales yet untold,
Of loss and We Cry longing, a story unfolds.
Wet cheeks, a reflection of burdens unseen,
A silent acceptance, a mournful sheen.

We cry without words, for emotions run deep,
A language of feelings, where secrets can sleep.

my heart feels
the
yearning of the pines
and
the
calling of
the
Shepard blue sky
at the crack of dawn