I stand barefoot, soiling my feet. It rained in the morning, sunny in the afternoon and is freezing at night. I hear chirping birds, cawing crows, gentle breezes, wild winds and howling canines. I start to erode but I stand. I stood still. I still stand.
I watched you from afar In wonder Pupils dilated, Heartbeat, a thunder I walked away from my fall In November, My heart devoted And soul, surrendered I ran into December Looking for you in the snow To catch a glimpse, I wander Cold as your heart, Where do I seek shelter? The Spring Marched in, … Continue reading
I still see you On the swing, laughing hard Moving slow When I look out the window; Could it be untrue? I notice the leaves that fall, Trees covered in snow, The older I grow; This wrinkly skin knows Your touch was that of God, Healing my soul, In the hot summer strolls.
Take me to the shores, As I clutch at your shoulder On the great black horse Chasing the sun, Racing with winds, Through the grass and boulders At the far end, you see? That's where the ends meet Blue skies turn red, when we reminisce Red turns black and we mourn the past Seasons come, … Continue reading