a quiet smile of calm resolution envelops within my disposition
as is with words so is my heart, gleefully admonished, breathing
bringing recollection of life to be not despised but rather welcomed
sincerely in sentences of ink written upon the mystique of my eyes
folded over gently like bet sheets splayed against a summer wind
that only ever ends to begin again, in solitude it is never i alone
who quietly dreams joyously fluffed upon a pillow's rested seams
where yesterday's autumnal annum never ends in winter's dismay
when the tides of tomorrow's trials become the spring of today
which awakens upon a lake seated beside red wooded canopies
i fell then into the arms of an angel listening for my hourly plea
as i requested presently the grace of her presence, her divinity
the soul and the calm and the breath in me, written upon eternity