Sunlight shines down
brightening the day
casting shadows
across the way
And though these illusions
seem to say
what remains
is here to stay
Objects are placed
to occupy a space
in one case
they replace
Sunlight shines down
brightening the day
casting shadows
across the way
And though these illusions
seem to say
what remains
is here to stay
Objects are placed
to occupy a space
in one case
they replace
Rain falls,
pitter patter on the roof.
Birds flee from the droplets
from under the trees.
The ground is sodden
as the grass becomes greener,
passing clouds wield thunder;
dreams are hidden
in a cloud of memories.
In the garden pristine
to wonder, to dream.
With expectations high;
they take off and fly,
returning once again
to where they remain.
the nest was bare
they were no longer there
where had they gone
shed a tear for them
that is nature’s way
of saying goodbye
as the rain falls silently
blackbirds begin to nest
the spring brings love
with young to cater for
the birds sing throughout the day
there was a girl in Amsterdam
who was quite a fancy
and when she spoke to you
she said her name was Nancy
breaking down these stereotypes
and being a bit pricey
next door to her
they looked a little dicy
walking away I turned back
they had already retreated
the lights had gone out
and my wallet was depleted
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
standing on the shore
I see a statue
of a man I once new
as the tide rises
the sun sets
he disappears
to return once again
In this church
may you find peace
and return to your true nature
the spiritual awakening
brings joy to the heart
understanding the self
feeling of freedom
a dream to withhold
A tear from a King
can turn a desert
into an oasis