Birdsong breaks silence, an ode to Hope. Blossoms adorn the gnarled branches of a Cherry tree: sugar pink, fleeting. Lily of the Valley breaks humble ground, pure and white, crushed by careless footsteps and coveted by tiny hands, a bespoke bouquet.
Beauty so tender, her heart aches.
Cast your sorrow to the skies
Angst for angels to gather
Let the pieces
fall gently back
Blessed salvation for your tattered soul.
Sunlight breaks through an open window
Sneaks across the floor
From the near distance, trills a lonesome melody
The Magnolia, a holy stage
A solitary bird performs a serenade,
Close your eyes
Sweet darling, dream awhile
You’re a fool to cry
Let my notes carry you
High above the treetops
Far from troubled lands …
And time suspends flight
Beneath a birdsong spell
Balanced on the blade of darkness
As he brushes morning’s light with a kiss
~’ Hymns of Redemptive Love’
I dream you
in the dark. This is where our love is found. In a place, as far away as moonlight, is where you touch my skin.
Your hand slips into mine.
I can’t let go. You are the one who lifted me up; the one who left me on my knees.
Do you think if I begged the night hard enough
she’d give you back to me?
~ As Far Away As Moonlight