Echoes of silence reverberate within me,
As I walk carefully not to disturb them,
The softness of a mellow heart,
Surrounds and guides me on my journey.
Golden wings in flickering shadows,
Beams of love beyond nature's bounty.
What is real cannot be seen,
What is felt, cannot be written
Upon the pages of disappearing lines
This was not meant to be a story
Only sweet fulfilment full of glory.
Hearts stand still, souls dance lightly
Upon the breezes of shadows
Stirring the eternal air
Of majesty in flowing rivers of silk.
As I walk carefully not to disturb them,
The softness of a mellow heart,
Surrounds and guides me on my journey.
Golden wings in flickering shadows,
Beams of love beyond nature's bounty.
What is real cannot be seen,
What is felt, cannot be written
Upon the pages of disappearing lines
This was not meant to be a story
Only sweet fulfilment full of glory.
Hearts stand still, souls dance lightly
Upon the breezes of shadows
Stirring the eternal air
Of majesty in flowing rivers of silk.
