Oblivion
Don’t be afraid of the oblivion.
The voices you hear are merely echoes of your own footsteps.
heart
The beautiful heart
The heart is another soul found inside you;
Your heart is full of colour, this is true.
The colour of joy;
The colour of love.
Time to sing
When eyes see beauty,
And ears hear laughter,
When the senses awaken to the day’s fragrances,
When mouths speak only kind and guiding words.
My heart’s garden
Roses and myrtles are what I like,
On warm days and chilly nights
Each hour, every while
Counting stars and passing lights.