soft dark hair shrouds her face
as she too remembers
within her anguish,
she is unable to lick her wounds
if you eat your dark clouds
you will have to paint the landscape with tears.
you will have time for many years
let your laugh
be a new moon
and your smile will be filled again,
go on a midnight journey only you can follow.
your compassion
is always first,
when there is laughter shining in your eyes.
white fire you will find what you require.
you can live your hearts desire.
* smiles *
I really like this and how free it is. The part about painting the landscape with your tears is awesome. Thanx for this one...
Thank you.