For anyone who needs to hear it
For anyone who cries at night
For anyone who who dries their tears
On saying "I'm alright"

For anyone who's in their head
And thinks they're not enough
Who worries about their body size
And ever finding love

The world is going to beat you down
To teach you to stand back up
But just because the world is cruel
It doesn't mean give up

You're so much more than your struggles
You're stronger than your grief
You're more beautiful than you'll ever know
So stand up... Use your feet

Walk right through that fire
Stand so you'll be seen
The world needs to see you glow
But just in case bring burn cream

Frozen beauty
breathtakingly
preserved in his
running watercolour,
rough charcoal,
faded photograph film,
A beauty forevermore-
stilled yet alive.

Hearts open up, heads nod towards each other in slow motion.
They touch and we are rooted here.
In this universe.
In this moment.
In stillness and eternity.
In connection.
In love.

We were walking, the painter and I,
Across the plain and towards the hill.
The moon had waxed into her glory
Causing the zephyrs to sigh.

We rested awhile at the foot of the rise
Nestled in a comfortable silence.
The night moved on languid feet
Passion hidden under a serene guise.

We took the path on the dark leeward
My golden quill our only light.
The painter promised a spectacle
And anticipation fueled my climb

Cherry Blossoms swirled in the wind,
As we stood on silver bathed ground.
A man stood at the edge of the hill,
His hands on the railing, waiting.

Under the tree he stood.
The flowers hiding the wrinkles
Of his suit and his skin.
His gaze fixed upon the moon.

My friend and I sat against a boulder
And waited with him.
The wind whispered with the flowers
And the Sakura tree sang to the night.

The song was impossible,
Yet hear it we did.
Violins and keys, flutes and harps -
A haunting tune of longing.

And as the song rose,
A woman stood beside the man;
A bride clad in a moonlight gown,
Her veil of starshine trailing behind.

The man took her hand,
And the woman drew closer.
And groom and bride,
They danced among the flowers.

Wrinkles were smoothened
Trembling hands strengthened
Faltering feet trode sure
And wilting heart bloomed anew.

Happiness perfused the air.
Cruelly brief the phenomenon would be -
So the man knew, and chose to forget.
He held on to the past and danced.

We sat there, intruders and fools,
Too ashamed to look on,
Too enthralled to look away,
Until sleep hid them from our eyes.

The melody rains with the petals,
Tears dance with the smiles.
The waltz of the weary hearts
Lasts as long as the moon.

Your countenance is radiant,  
like morning light weaving through trees,  
soft whispers of breeze dancing on leaves,  
the gentle sway of petals in bloom.  

You walk upon the earth  
as if it were woven from dreams,  
each step a brushstroke,  
each glance a melody,  
echoing in the hearts of those who meet you.  

Time halts in your presence,  
clouds pause to listen,  
birds abandon their nests,  
captivated by the calm in your stride.  

Laughter spills from your lips,  
a cascade of silver sunlight,  
filling the air with warmth,  
wrapping the weary in a hug of joy.  

You turn awkward moments into art,  
always possessing a Godgiven grace,  
as though the Lord's joy beams from
your face.  

In the quiet of twilight,  
your essence lingers,  
a gentle reminder  
that beauty is found  
in the way you simply are.

Your smile brightens the room,  
like morning light spilling  
through open windows,  
chasing shadows into corners.  

It weaves warmth  
into the fabric of the day,  
each laugh a gentle ripple,  
softening edges of worry.  

In that glow,  
the world feels smaller,  
and hope sways  
like a flower dancing in the breeze.

sunflowers bloom, sun shines
holding hands together, her head on my lap
as these moments pause, ignoring all her flaws
as she smiles with her eyes filled with 1000 daises
as her cheeks become red, she shines brighter than stars
nightingales jealous of her voice
vision blinded by love, memories filled with her
in this world filled with darkness she’s my only light