A petal, bruised and torn
My heart lies still, in waiting
Waiting for the storm.
A babe, asleep in peace
A leaf falls from the highest branch
Death, its sweet release.
A single grain of sand
Blood spilled by the rising sun
Drunk, by thirsty land.
To see these workings of my mind
But I fear you will not understand
And I'm afraid of what you'll find.
A diamond drop of dew
We will forever be like smoke
Until you find you.
With barely enough light to see
And barely enough life to live.
Somewhere in front
Gentle waves hush
While cold sand blankets my feet.
A star escapes
And shines with determined twinkle
On the gently rolling shore.
That tip-toes on the wave
But its light is shadowed
And dark consumes.
To salt my skin
Reminding me to breathe.
Somewhere in front
A small bubble swims for the surface
I close my eyes and swim for mine.
To breathe dancing mercury
Onto the sleepy shore.
The mountain calls me
And I must not say no.
That by breathing mountain air
I'll heal.
To think the thoughts
That are my own.
And move the clouds
To paint my dreams.
Then to wake up new,
In the light of day.
Will you be here?
Do not forget
My heart's your own.
Where all the words of love
Have been said and heard.
Tender they are, as they fall through my hand.
With no way to put feelings
Into some solid space
My love, that I can give to you.
Declarations made, yet I'm
Still feeling torn.
So tonight, I shall not talk, my love.
With my head on your
Chest, we'll let
Words pass us by.
Let me breathe onto
Your skin,
The things that I feel.
As the truth
Will be felt
Without any sound.
When the crickets spread the invitation
Of the feast by the creek.
A hoot from an owl echoed
Off the dank leafy floor.
To make a clearance.
Soft cool sand lead a path of temptation
To the black chiffon lake.
Stroked my bare back
As I stepped into the water.
To watch me dance
With the moon on the lake.
And up above,
The stars applauded.
On Summer Nights.
Never noticed, never touched
Till the chilling wind blows in
To still the life inside.
Never contemplated
By those outside or in
When Summer's tongue is placid.
And Winter's voice is vexed
The stinging cold blows in
In, through windows left ajar.
Come walk with me, my friend.
Take my hand and hold it tight
We?ll walk until the moonlight ends.
And the things that make you cry.
We'll discover that problems aren't as they seem
And that within each truth there's a lie.
The workings of my heart.
You'll teach me how to live life free,
And to search for the light and not dark.
Slips down beneath the bay,
We?ll know that we must part ways soon
To begin a brand new day.
To scan the dormant landscape
With a curved flame so bright that for one daft moment
You can smell sweet citrus syrup.
Like spilled water, so the light
Sweeps over the still sleepy red rocks.
Grains of dry sand murmur
As the boisterous light begins to climb
The bark of the aged trees
The old men of the desert.
On through the barren land
Of red and black he glides
Until a pool he finds.
Clear water to quench his fiery thirst.
Refreshed, he exhales a long cool breath
Turning the sky blue.
And it is day.
Let their golden glitter tears
Roll down the velvet sky.
That I have waited for so long ?
A moment where my happiness
Can sing the saddest song.
So no words need be spoken,
Their voices so sweet,
You feel your heart has broken.
Last forever
So that we can always
Be here, together.
Do not shed a tear.
For you and I
Shall always be near.
If not in flesh,
Then close at heart
My body may leave you
But our souls will not part.
Through hardship and pain.
And each time you laugh,
I will be with you again.
Watching over you at night.
And in the early morning
For you, the sky I will light.
When your world deafens,
With a silence that you fear
Just close your eyes and smile.
For its my voice that you'll hear.
For this is not true,
My heart is still yours.
And I shall never leave you.
Softly combing my hair.
The wind speaks to me,
She tells me that the later day
Will be hot and dry.
She speaks of the truth,
Yes, I know this wind well.
The golden rippled sun.
This is no ordinary sun,
This sun only haunts one sky.
Yes, I know this sun well.
This, is the sun of Africa.
