call of the hoopoe
singing away
through diverse weather
he shall stay
in the spring
she will have eggs to lay
in my garden blissfully
together peacefully
Category: she
Mirror of Truth
look at me
looking at you
our eyes do see
a mirror of truth
Thoughts 4
face to face with oneself
you see only the manifestation
On a plane
Wild eyes follow you
transforming words into art.
As you poise
glance sideways
blue hair flows,
guided by your turn
there is only you.
I captured the light
I captured the light
fading from the day
and put it in a bottle
to light the way
peering through darkness
let the night take hold
safe knowing that
she is always with me
The Golden Tears 