Endings are freeing
Forever is drowning me
Freely, I will breathe

tell me of a memory

so, when they slide from your grasp

forever - they will be held in mine

tell me stories of a young boy,

of a childhood lullaby

of how the sun felt that summer you thought would never end

of days spent laughing

tell me of a mother's love -

of adventure

of peace

of pain

tell me your worries

tell me your hopes

tell me of words left unsaid

tell me of silent hands clasped

let me know your soul

let me cradle your memories

let me remember you when you begin to forget

let me carry you as you've carried me -

keep you just a little longer

so, when your mind lets you down

when your memories fade

when the path through the copse is foggy -

forever I will hold them 'til time takes me too

then we'll meet in the shade

and I will give them back to you.

As I walked down secret streets,
A thought did come to me,
A thought of my childhood,
Of days so young, of roaming free,

So, I sat beneath a willow tree,
Its troubled back bent and aching,
Its soul still beautifully green,
'This is I!' I shouted sorrowful,

No longer able to stand the sight of such a tree,
I stumbled onward my thoughts ever troubled,
Shouting at streets empty, "Take me back to days basked in honey -
To laughter and sweetness and boundless future!"

Crying now, as I could now longer bear,
I banged fist 'til they bled against the fair willow tree,
"Please understand, that it isn't fair!"
"Child be as I am, learn not to care."

Stunned, I looked upon the ancient tree
Had I thought it, was it true?
Had this tree just spoken to me?
"Oh, Tree! Wise and ancient Willow! Will you tell me what you know?"

Quoth then the tree, "Sit and listen and I will tell you such a story."
So, I sat ready and willing
"To live is to learn child" "So then teach me!"
"You miss the past? Ah you must, you are but young yet,"

As I sat the tree spoke,
Telling me things of such wisdom,
I realised a child I was no longer, but neither did I miss it.
For age does turn times fonder, and greater yet are the days to come,

But too soon I departed, and began to walk the road, again, alone - overcome,
The trees words still did echo along the sleepy streets,
I smiled serene as a thought did come -
A thought of the future, of days ahead - a thought of wisdom and peace and love.

When it rains I see you.
In the sky's silent tears you breathe
With each drowning breath you fly
Freedom is the rain
A misting sigh
The smothering of life
And death
In the drenched ground are your eyes
In the swollen lakes is your love
In the sparkling drops is your smile
Dry in a drowning world

When the ocean swallows me whole
I feel your hands cup me gently
Our heartbeats synced with the ebb and flow
With you, I am no longer drowning in each breath
I no longer sink
I cannot hold myself under with you pulling me up
The first breath hurts
But your warmth breathes into me
For with you, rain cannot drench through
With you I no longer sink through unsteady ground
In lakes I float
The sparkling drops are sunshine's proof

I once believed the rain to free me
That peace was found in drowning
But when the rainy tears had dried
And my eyes were unblurred
I no longer saw you in the rain
I just saw, you
I thought drowning freed me
But only with you am I free
And in you?
I will never drown