a storm’s silence there is a storm brewing feel the thickness of the air within the center breathe the calm the quiet the silence not a sound skies darken
goodbye you said goodbye i thought i would curl up and die like a withered leaf hanging on till a gust blew it far from sight i see daylight in the distance it is always a breath of hope that i can cope without you at my
the reward a misty morn a clinging dampness the sun waiting to rise nature remaining at rest where silence dwells open your mind to all possibilities risks are small rewards are the smiles you put on other’s faces expose your heart
restoration lost in a warp of time a zone unfamiliar but so perfectly real stolen from someone else’s path wrapped up in a cloak of grey the field beckoned to be walked upon to be laid on whisking up memories that tormented the heart that clung to the brain
Sunday blessing may this Sunday bless you in smiles may you rest and revive sway with the breeze collecting the wonderful energies from the earth and
scars fade it was more than a graze a wound some pain some anguish no permanent damage the bandage removed makes one wince for only a nano revealing a healing the music turned from gloomy gray to something more suitable to lighten the day never occurred
