(2013)
Truths lie within the given book Gifted to all our souls be shook Lest slumbered eyes refuse to see, blind sightedness that lives in th… Rivers still flow into the streams
Yes, the winds of love still bl… and heat still melts the winters s… The robin still sings, the black b… Clouds billow across the skies in… The tide still ebbs from an aching…
I hear the rain over quieted hi… the sound of water on my mind be s… I remember life in bright colors p… O how I long for yesterday There in spring time flowers bloom…
I said a prayer for you, from very far away It reached the heavens high, God heard what I had to say I asked to keep you safe
Awaken, precious flower, For your buds are laved in dew Like beads upon your thorns, in the morning day of new For in your sweet essence,
I had a bleeding heart of pain, that only you could heal It was my hope, a reoccurring drea… one I thought you might could feel I cried those tears of many years,
The warmth I felt has now turn… for barriers of winter ensue May you see the winds that carry m… as they carry me over skies of blu… The warmth I felt has now turned…
Breath of beauty, smell of myrr… For all my love it does stir That of which my heart awakes My lips of red softly quake Your touch be, as gentle spring
Here we sit in timely fashion For we be only as a hint of breath; Like a flower
Let me live my life of dreams; to rid this brow of furrow I’ll kick the dirt from parted sea… and throw away the sorrow The sun will rise on caps of water
Whisper those things you love, about me darling dear Make me smile and softly weep, with your thoughts so lovingly cle… Then hold me gently,
Ever does the heartache, when in slumber it awakes, to hear the silence absence makes
O sins of secrets and smiling girt… you raked the dirt with your lies… You shadowed the mountains and bir… lighting the night with your painf… You impregnated my mind with fallo…
When I am nothing but a cloud… and my memory old as rust; you will see me standing on the sh… you’ll feel me in the winds that g… You’ll hear my voice at midnight,
I’ll n’er look into your eyes agai… but only in dreams enshrined, There by winters gate, where we drank forbidden wine You hold me in cabin light