Tales of the heart.

Times have passed
Moments occured
Searching for truth
A travelling bird
 
Now here I am
A silent breeze
My heart is healing
Striving for peace
 
Moments will pass
Challenges show
I am a soldier
For all that can grow
 
Shining within me
A magical bliss
For whom I give
My heart in a kiss
 
Here I am now
Holding a part
A vulnerable gift
A piece of my heart

The Essence of Water

Rivers within me
Flowing with speed
I cannot stop them
Forced to bleed

What is the source
Of this pulsating pain
An ocean inside me
Surpassing my brain

A powerful seed
Planted in part
Constantly growing
In the deep of my heart

What comes next
Time will reveal
The contract required
To honor the deal

For all that I know
Is the loyalest; fear
Of losing my love
Not holding it near

Now I am weak
A vulnerable prey
To all the threats
Crossing my way

Swimming in darkness
The deep blue sea
Whatever will happen
Will I be free?

I gather my strength
Proudly, I stand
Gazing upon you
I've found land

A seat in time.

In the seat
The seat where we were
Some turns of the clock ago
Time passes fast
It floats on by
Like air with the wind
Each breath is needed
For the clock to tick
Moments occuring
Bringing new life
Until it is time
For the moment to pass
And so it does
Inevitably so
And here I am
Sitting
Where we once sat
A few turns back
On the clock of time

The more I see.

The more that I see
The more that I know
There's no giving in
But constantly grow

A colourful wind
Turns rock into sand
Sometimes holding
A trembling hand

Together they go
With a distant gaze
Trying to solve
The mysterious maze

Eyes wide open
Explosions to see
Finally seeizing
The right to be free

Words about truth.

What is truth
How can you know
Not always shown
But hidden below

Seeking truth
Where do you start
Concealed by the dark
In the deepest part

Finding truth
How can you trust
What's shown in the light
Can be tainted by dust

Truth is real
It is strong and clear
Although forgotten
And blocked by fear

But truth can save
Truth can transform
What once was lost
Can again be reborn

To seek out truth
Is to bravely say
I am imperfect
And that is okay