heart floats like a willow
caught up in the chill of deeper thoughts
pushed into skin, into soul
unspoken within
when all is black and white
i’ll know your heart in color
)since we know that on earth
flesh is living
then dying each time
each breath that you feel competing
is that very same struggle
that i face in mine
we rest on the Spirit
so rest up, rest up
it will be fine
(your flowers will still be in color.
and your smile in mine.)