Tuesday, 30 January 2018
There I was...
Flying high in the sky for the high
Why fly? The Butterfly questions, why?
To dive into the 'scary' waters will make your heart jive
The dance of love a true high
In deep, I weep for the years of sleep
Why cry? The Blue asks , why?
When beauty was finally found sound
In waiting for an Angel to bloom
Soaring the skies in unison for joy
Yes fly, The soul consents, fly
Spread the word of the beauty drowned
In an ocean of impatience, bleakness, heartache
Tell it's found in this world, just like gold
Yes no lie, The heart content, joy
This love is beauty perfection
Present in the eyes of yours truly