Voices of Promise

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Silent the forest
holds ten thousand tongues
Souls reach for a voice
wait for a breath

With the lovers embrace
to come and enter
their story

What cries will be heard
songs to be sung
moments and measures
in the sharps and the flats

Melodies sewn into horizons
and snowfalls hushed
without sound

The nightfall has settled
as dew in the morning
The calling of doves
will remain

A sacred reminder
of promise to be
As cottonwood drifts
on the wind


Image: http://austine.com/shop/available-work/cottonwood-tree/

The jewel within your eyes

The heart will tell its story
words that slowly pour
The wounds of generations
scattered in a storm

Slowly sings the sadness
written in the lines
Of all the times we parted
broken in our rhyme

Lost to worlds now far outside
the memory of seasons
Buried treasures waiting for
a poem to find the reasons

Raised into the living light
jewels we gave to time beyond
Become the crystals in the crown
of wounds from ages gone

How even if forgotten where
their mark was left within
We cannot free the senses from
the lessons we were gi’en

Resolving then to know this dream
we live within our eyes
As day breaks we awaken from
the twilight passing nigh …

Image: http://www.scatteredpieces.org/2009/08/looking-out-through-crying-eyes/