Crippled
by your sharp tongue...

She takes me into her welcoming wings
When depression blooms like joyful spring...

So many questions are drifting
in life, answers slipping...

None knows what fate has in store
whether life will sail on or midway just sink...

While winter sits guard...

Although we are far
thoughts of you like stars...

When the sun awakes a new day
kissing each flower to bloom...

Nothing more to write,
nothing much to say...

When wrongs of the past
raid my silent mind...

Tonight
as the world rests...

Radiant beauty guarded by auburn thorns
Opens her arms of love to a green world...

with a stone heart
i took hold of your hand...