Looking up, the pink moon rises over the North Sea and it hits me- this spot, this arresting moment is what I’ve been waiting for. Longing with anticipation eats away at such glorious living moments.
Words can touch and sooth the soul
Words can heal others and self
Words can do miracles
Warbling, a pretty sparrow,
she’s come to visit thee,
to spread wonder and good tidings,
pure beauty to be seen.
A writer yearns to tell their story, any story,
that will stand the test of time
full of hardships conquered
and inspire generations with hope.
It was fine
Living with a peace of comfort
Each and every day with time
Running out to please everyone
In a nice cosmic yet real display
As the Golden Ray departs,
Now this journey begins:
The Next Chapter is here,
And from here shall tell.
I reflect as I view the past:
Forever have I held my tongue,
O’er fear I shall attack you,
Rather than confront the past.
Goodbye dear friend, know that you did this to yourself.
Pretty little thing with your colorful petals,
I heard a storm was coming- cover up;
Don’t let them all notice the way,
the thunder causes your body to shake.
Or the way your petals snap in two,
when the heavy drops of the rain fall-
and put a damper on the cracked concrete
that you grow in
You are the best thing you’ll ever be
Please don’t stay,
Please don’t leave me.