Then, again, tears bring a relief of sorts to heart’s and souls.
Faith sitting astride hope, holding on for dear life through every tribulation and daily suffering.
Folding into myself more each day, there’s no longer anything on earth for me.An empty shell, nothing within, all of my being has disappeared into thin air.There’s a space left where I used to be; wandering alone, a journey unto myself, as I patiently wait for the destination beyond earthly horizons.
Expressing a lifetime of sorrow in words, touching millions of people and entering their hearts with a comforting song.
Knowing the situation of life will continually turn about.
Singly visiting shores of heaven, taken there by musical etudes, composing themselves as I walk along sandy oceans.
Speaking telepathically with heavenly spirits, who are guiding and bringing peaceful interludes to calm my heart with easy-going rhythms.
Listening in my mind as thoughts cogitate and
Opening like blossoms,filling the atmosphere with lovely descriptions of lifeand it’s tender scents of nature’s love.
Riding syncophant beats into the evening, enjoying their feel against my mind.
Carefully stitched in my mind with delicate heart-beats and spiritual lightness, illuminating all of inner wisdom as midnight draws nearer.
Falling into lines, seeing canyons turn into abysses of failure, at times losing all hopes, other times finding an excuse to keep on going.
Never placated, tenderly touching my heart with memories unglorified, saturated with tears, crystalized in glass visions, fading colors of the rainbow as drops of sadness fall into depths of my heart.