The stars witness this tree of life Witnesses they are, to our attempts to circle the tree Circling the tree we come close to, yet never to complete the circle
What is this tree of love? Where the only fruits of this love are a fragile child we have called patience. We both love this child immensely, yet my fears are for his health as the minutes slip away one by one, until only few are left. There must be a mysterious force for this love, where the child awakes momentarily each day.
This night I have bid farewell, without tears to hide. For love will be reborn again and again Without the guilt of leaving anyone behind. I submit my self to the universe to hand me down On the Verge of something so much more beautiful than this prison called my mind.
Farewell my freind, for we were both on the verge of saving this child. The tree shall upon another spring give life to love without burdens of winters gone by
Softly the music eased into the crevasses of my humanity Gently my thoughts gave way to the echos of serenity The full moon splashed my desires with rays of reality Scaling the mountains of grace, my eyes wept of absurdity
The more I understood, disenchantment whispered in my ear Confidence and Conviction danced for the sake of faith as I stood near The clouds of doubt breezed over my fear thinking they were dear Alone this night, I am blinded by what brought me this tear
Loneliness found me atop the mountain, huddling over the fruits of love's Devotion Convictions confused memories only to disorient the mind's oreintation Shadows played games upon my naivete, Wisdom exhaled in contemplation Was I outdone by Devotion ? Love was not about to answer compassion..
A gentle wind hushed me to sleep, Intrigue was the story my life would keep The journey was sprinkled with joys and sorrows deep Appreciate the Sunniest of days, I learnt not to weep
We all have days we care not to remember A gift arrived upon my life this December Almost thinking it would be Thanksgiving in November The gift was the sum of my life's work and the happiness we may have shared in the voyage that began one October
Reminisce of days gone by was a faint memory now Celebrating simple moments of kindness yet to come Life seems so simple now with gestures of thanks Thanks to the hour before dawn. The hour fears left me before dawn
Once a month, a full moon visits Deep inside I felt a presence and recognized gratitude of your essence It was what I felt in the hour before dawn The hour fears left me before dawn
Where do I begin to explore this epic ? Was it so long ago that it is for me merely a relic ? Maybe a long time I would have accepted this as ironic
This morning is so different that I am drawn to what once was the fire The years have no longer made me sensitive enough to anybody’s ire Could I have entered a time in my life to reflect upon this connection as dire?
The sails of my aspirations are now taking in all your winds pushing me forward The waters are dangerous around this time of year for the uninitiated, and a reason to stay home for the wise
I have taken wisdom as reason to sail again into the unknown, leaving my inhibitions for the shores of certainty
If only I could capture the eyes that looked right through me, and the arms that held me, for only in that moment in time have I recognized my humanity
I have become the lover within the beloved shedding my armor that was merely my blanket from the cold.
Within a glance, my life’s achievements, failures and pride were captured deep, deep within your eyes
My path is illuminated with the energy of your spirit, for if I am to continue, I am to give up my guilt of fate and embrace you as a fate of bliss.
We may all get second chances in life, and if this is mine then truly the God has even more love for us than we can possibly conceive
