Around those almond eyes
Onto the eyelash
A black abyss for the drop to rest on
Blink!
And it’s rolling on your cheek
Ending at a intricate petal
Whose extending end turns to form a smile.
But that petal withers
Like a downhill fall of a desert dune
The dry air she tumbles past
The eroding sand filling her dying heart
Her mouth closed
Refusing to scream, to struggle as she lies in the blowing dust
Suffocation, as she is covered by the mourning winds
She lays there lifeless… her tears now dried up.

From the earth's praying face
Sprouts a seedling of sacred verses
Rising to heaven's eye with grace
Are boughs shielding debris of curses

Holding hands beneath dappled sunlight
Same blood alight in different veins
Witness sin and devotion in an eternal fight
With something to pray for, see what He gains

Sing His song for we are the fruits of His trees
Bend with the wind as one and listen to his call
For a family together going down on their knees
Is how good stories end; in sweetest downfall.

If
  Nothing
        Is
Wrong
        And I have
             Nothing
   To worry about.
     How come
I still
     Can't
Sleep
         at
              Night?

She is alone,
in a dark maze,
filled with twists and turns,
black as night with only her heart to guide her.
No sounds stir the silence,
just her breathing and the slow,
steady beat of her heart,
like a drum.  
Du-dun, du-dun, du-dun.
She continues on, then stops suddenly.
There are two paths in front of her,
to go left,
or to go right.
She stands there for what seems like years,
struggling with the decision.
A glance to the right offers nothing but darkness,
to the left however, shines a dim light near the end.
Is she to be tempted?
What if its meant to trick her,
fool her into making the wrong choice?
These thoughts form in her mind,
her heart is confused,
it offers no assistance.
She’s on her own.
She is alone.