Great pieces have been writ’
Sweet words that shed a tear from an iron soul..
Yet I find no suitable words, only simple words…
Darkest of dark..
wet! wet! night..
Clock kept ticking
Glow kept waning..
The petals did fall..
But love healed all!
Through waking and dreaming..
Ranting and fighting
For..
Alittl’ more hope,
A little more grasp after
Pressing for a full stop on the highway of incomplete..
Words lost in a letter..
A fate to contemplate
Yes..the petals did fall
But love healed all..
Chosen.
To live for something..
Give nothing..
Feel delicate..
Smell flowers and lie in the grass..
Stare at the deep blue sky..
Sit and watch time pass..
Laugh and even cry..
Chosen.
To pick the petals that did fall..
And let love heal all.
Cant stop.
Smiling..
Humming..
Dancing..
Spreading..
Sharing..
For once like mine a soul
Whose petals did fall..
Yes, love can heal all.
