As wind remains my holy witness-
Love may blow within the breeze…
With I, steadfast in my distance-
Wilted by Love’s eternal decree…
Saturation of grace falls upon me-
As I beg thee with mine eyes…
To forever stay beside me-
If from a distance, 'Tis Fate’s design…
AWESOME poem D,
you long and ache divine in this...
and so nice to have a poem from you again.
me thinks Fate's design will soon be defined.
Some things cannot be explained by verses that rhyme,
They are not measured by the commitment of time.
Some emotions run too deep to be described by words,
Forgiveness and understanding-remain the most beautiful words ever heard.
"What the caterpillar calls the end ...
The world calls a butterfly"
~Lao Tze Tao~
~Butterflies are meant to be free~