Come to me in the mist’s sighs
11 October 2015
The rain speaks the most
Its patter mind’s chatter spent
Unwinding coils
Heart its chatter is storing
To speak coiled Love
.

The sun scorches lands
Offered to its deadly rays
In wake of the Fear
Walking within its healing
I kiss strong the loving sun
.

When sun breathes in land
Come to me in the mist’s sighs
Reverberating
I will carry you above
Where the Love paints its rainbows
.

The wings flapping high
Rising above crusty Grey
Shake off salty tomb
Renewed butterfly’s colours
Take caterpillar beyond
.
