somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, I and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
