When you can't see
The tree
For fallen leaves
Nor the clouds
For the breeze
Wait until season
Wind changes
As it always will
Kind friend
Reminds you
Of the dawn
Ahead
Seeing is believing
Reply
Tell her
'Don't you run away
Run away
When you get tired
'Cause this will slip away
Slip away
Start a fire
That can never be put out
Hurry time is running out
But don't you run away
Run away
Before you tell her
You love her'
Tell her you love her by Echosmith, written by Graham, Sydney and Noah Sierota and Jeffrey David.
Flown
Joyous song recalls
Pining anticipation
Promise of new birth
Nesting compulsion
Nature breeds patience
Day night watch
No claim to it
Power of its own
Window of opportunity
Peering through into
Your world now mine
Illuminating
Now to find
The key to latch
In the dark
Hiding under layers
Ancient wallpapers
Generations
Foundations
The same
Women endured
Loneliness
Female company
The only cure
Gateway
To wilderness
Built by hands
Bound in chains
Heart also
Only opens from
The outside
Entwined
I hold myself
Walking down street
Speaking to strangers
As if dear friends
I hold thumb between
Two fingers
Capturing the sense
That I am me, not them
Knowing full well
Where the boundary is
Where my body ends
And yours begins
Yet the fingertips
That stretch back
From my mind's eye
Touch yours and hide
Nestled in a hollow
Where no one can reach
I entwine with you
As if strolling through
The parting tide
Ignores the wall
Between earth and sea
Too timid to dive
Admiring the view
From low water line
Signals lost in fog
Along the way
Holding onto mine
Sheltering
A time for adventure
Blistering cold and heat
A time for restoration
Distraction, diversion
Show me another way
Through the thickets
Deep immersion
A time for shelter
Closed cabin
Four walls
Cocoon
To reform
Break out
In good time
Reborn
Blossoming
As seasons unfold
Each a gift
New openings shown
None more enduring
Than one to admire
But not to own
Take me away
Tumultuous images
Whip through forest glades
Of my afternoon daydream
Real life happenings
Unrelenting
Where to turn for comfort
Assurance the world
Is still beautiful?
All is not lost?
Confounded
A flash of snowy white
Glistening pink
Ripe and soft
To touch, I imagine
Delighted
No justification needed
To escape by reaching
Hopeful fingers toward
Your hand in my imagination
Elation
Weather with you
Dreaming of blue skies
Long days lazy brew
Wandering eyes and steps
Mine beat, yours rhythm
Every story lingers
Over place spoken
An apparition
Curb, water view, spire
Waiting for intoxication
To fade so to take leave
Back to families
True stories entwined
Seen to be believed
Looks exchanged
Plastered smiles
Parting my clouds
Until next time
Hiding
Sometimes the best
Things in life
Lie dormant for years
Drought barely tolerable
Before surprising
Least expecting
Sorely needing
Season new beginning
Count the stars of heaven 