Everlasting mourning,
In the memory of a friend,
Tears giving life,
To the beginning of an end.
High treetops stare,
At the deep depths below,
The road keeps winding,
As the travellers go.
Perched on a branch,
You chortled and chirped,
Like a nightingale,
Whose song, I heard.
From whence did you come,
O lovely creature,
My grief fades away,
As I listen to your rapture.
Who will understand,
The language that you speak,
Save poets like me,
Whose hurt hearts you seek.
Oh, I understood this so well. It made me tear up. For I believe God comes to us in many many ways to comfort us when we are hurting. Birds and butterflies are his best allies. Thank you for reminding me of this heart felt belief. Sometimes you can move a woman in very non man/woman ways. Soul to soul you allow us to stroll.
Its like allowing someone to feel your heart beating.
So thanks for that.............you know who lol so type it out?