Not knowing how to cope
By sea or by land,
Time feels so narrow
Without a helping hand
Loneliness is sorrow
By sea or by land.
What will be tomorrow
If love is not at hand
Where can we go,
When no one understands?
Is there any refuge
Is there any hand
That will fit into yours,
When sailing, walking alone
Drifting thru life’s storm,
By sea and by land.
Go ahead, love this one,No, love that one,Just go ahead,Our control is minimal,We stop thinking, instead.Love takes over,Every thought, every thread,Of our lives,Hangs in suspense,Until the Love Zone is filled,With the One we love the Best!
Poetry is Feeling,More than you can say.
Life moves,MysteriouslyIn leaps and bounds,It’s greatest treasureIt’s sweetest soundIs surely, Love,If ever found.
Sensations given,Open doors,Imagination triggers,FlightTo unknown WorldsOf pure delight.
Sincerity, not spun,You are the life,That flows thru my veins,Poetry is Love,Love is Poetry,Stemming from Life’s,Most inspired tree.
And in your heart it has it’s place,That Nothing else, can now replace.
