All days grow dark.
Some filled with pain.
I never look forward
to the darker days.
I can’t avoid feeling
down and dull
now and again.
I hold onto the hope
I have left. Darker
days don’t stay away.
I close my eyes
and see better times.
Love is in the air; I can feel it.
Something tells me good things
are coming. We can create a life
that consist of mostly sunny days
and starry nights. Love is the answer
to our questions. Love is a knife
that cuts tension. Our love will last
to our future from our past.
Love is rooted in love. Love me
as I love you. Love endlessly
for love is vast. Love is us. We
can never love too much. Trust.
When I look up, I see stars
race across the night’s sky.
I notice how fast they move.
They come and go. I know
the stars don’t stay long.
Whenever I feel down,
I look up to the sky above
and feel nothing but love.
Time flies like memories,
making moments temporary.
The sky reminds me to be
like every star that I see.
The trees are thick with stones – sticks.
The watering holes quench many souls.
Deep in the forest, its’ people rest.
Peace lives within people of nature.
Tribes dance, sing, and believe in what
they wish. People of the tribe are not
savages. They are like everyone else;
they want to be left alone. Those who
cut trees and disrupt the peace are the
real savages. Those who ravage
and pillage are savage. There’s peace
in the tribe as spirits come alive.