In the quiet of night
my heart heard a message
that emblazoned itself across my mind
In the silence of the night
the dawn sent a message
that flashed upon the insides of my eyes
A note of thunder
and soft whispers of a breeze
felt, but not touched
clear, but not seen
like candles long lost to time whose wax leaves an imprint on my soul.
Time past, but still present
that lasts, but not present
A reminder made again for this moment
that all which came before
was never to be forgotten
But held in reserve
for just the right moment
....Still.
my heart heard a message
that emblazoned itself across my mind
In the silence of the night
the dawn sent a message
that flashed upon the insides of my eyes
A note of thunder
and soft whispers of a breeze
felt, but not touched
clear, but not seen
like candles long lost to time whose wax leaves an imprint on my soul.
Time past, but still present
that lasts, but not present
A reminder made again for this moment
that all which came before
was never to be forgotten
But held in reserve
for just the right moment
....Still.