Words lost in time, from my journals of words.
For a thousand years I’ve held your
For a thousand more will you hold my heart?
I’ve know your soul by a hundred names.
In this darkened place called life
Your beauty guides me from the night.
Giving strength to tired hands and heavy heart.
A smile to light the way
and gift to say, you may.
Such touched does the heart beat like a drum from a distant tome
Never ending hunger feeds this souls
dreams of a better day.
Now clouded with pills
Words dripping from the mind like spring rain
Sprouting flowers that only grow
In the darkness of the night.
** many thanks to those of you whom have been with me on this journey since it began and so much thanks for those of you who are new and here now. My life is better because of you. Thank you.
“Be brave be bold and thrive in the life you have.”
B. 2016 a life in progress