03.04.09

The beauty of sleep,
Awakened by a dream
The comfort of seeing,
Like a child across a lawn
Like flowers that bloom in spring,
As they fall in autumn,
The beauty lies no more,
For all is swept away.

As I fall into great darkness,
A hope that begins it all
What’s left is more then tears
Following a heart that has its fears.
Cradling in my arms,
Hoisting down my neck,
Yearn for the years goodbye
Into my heart I kept

And when the winter falls,
The coldness on my cheek.
Seasons as they come.
As easily they go.
Crying out till no one hears.
Knowing its all succumbed.
Kissing gently, loving lost.
Forever mine, in all its cause.

So peacefully he lies,
I can tell, more than sparrows fly,
And clouds doubt,
Spoken with thought
Believing with might.
All it can do is fly and fight.
Like a butterfly, it entwines,
A beauty only after, so divine.
Separated by nature, past is past.
Build me a future I know will last.

This counts a newly goodbye.
For every end is a new high.
Lurking around will always be leaves,
That falls back where they were supposed to be.
Surrender in lost.
And pity foremost.
Encast a new line,
And it will be mine.