The Witcher

he embarks on an adventure

with a surprise, the price of coin

monsters to defeat 

the day of reckoning 

with Roach by his side

and the bard playing the lute

witches call him:

invading his dreams

of destiny foretold

and although it may seem

that their are few, who love him

a message is written here

right below his name

The Witcher

a day of love

a feast for the senses

cards are sent

roses with their scent

the message of love is received

red is the passion

when all is revealed

bringing about a new hope

put into perspective given scope

each and every darling wallflower of the mind

a blessing you will find

Love is a paradox

Love is a paradox

when ones feelings

are not of your own

but a fabrication

of society

this reality

is a manifestation of being

a recreation of essence

a parting of the way

the substance of which

echoes through

beyond all borders

the paths which we follow

to find true love

Sparrow

sparrow fly away home

of all life’s desires

be the one

who holds dear

what life leaves behind for us

a shining star

in the vast cosmos

when all love is lost

be the spark

to reunite the two halves

bring back all light

banish the darkness

believe in oneself 

a guiding force of nature

Dream of love

when I dream of her

it is she that manifests 

apart of me lays hidden 

waiting for it’s match

a seamless interwoven catch

looking across from where we start

to break even a heart to heart

as I lay awake 

my dreams unfold 

a stream of ever knowing love

 

she broadens my horizons

the light of truth

reflected in her eyes

show me the path of salvation

a blessing in disguise