She descends down the ruined stairs
of the moon, and into a lake she vanishes,
increasing its beauty and sowing in love.

........so full with charm, with sensuality,
and with an appealing glitter of face
which arouses the soul.

Her gravity causes the trees to dance,
the water tides to swirl and the clouds,
to loosen their ambrosia on the earth.

She seduces the surroundings with her
coyness, making the creator blush,
and gaze with amusement at what He
had created.

Everyday, everytime she trespasses the
property of my soul....And slowly
with the passage of time, her mischiefs
stole something from me
~ something unseen.

Give a man a room
With a bed and an endless kitchen
And a door and a window
And he will live in the room
He may go outside often
But he will always come back
And maybe
In time
He'll bring back new things
And he'll add to the room

Take away the door
And he might stay in for months
Before he can't take it anymore
And climbs out the window
Never to return

Take away
The window and then door
And the man
Failing to break through the walls
Will either
Tear up the room with graffiti and flames
Or
Resign himself to a corner for weeks

Either way, he will destroy himself
If he has not way out

So it only makes sense
To give the man
A windows and a door
And to have a little faith in him
As he meets the world