if these were my last words, I’d say save the world if you can, forget about me, I’m just a branch off the tree, I stand in between the beginning and end. I hope we meet again friend, When all this repeats.
refer to nature as she, the everlasting love and care for her ungrateful children.
words cannot describe the dialect of the universe’s language, For it speaks from within to the depths Of the silent soul, The only story told is the experience left behind, words are hard to find as I leave this place.
Intentions cannot be hidden by a poker face. Words may fall into place out of the mouth, But a true being cannot deny, your heart will tell you everything you’re about.
the soul, awaits. It leaks from droplets of the sun, Become your light so it may never lead you astray, The darkness cannot consume, nor overcome, something so bright.