BowShe is the peace in the morning breeze,Bow by kiwi-damnation
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That jostles hearts and cuddles trees,
But none are watching as the leaves,
Bow down upon their emerald knees.
A voice of solemn and reverent tones
The lilting lullabies of unknown
Souls that have danced then withered alone,
No passage of time shall be etched in the stone.
Lie hither and whisper, this journey is done,
There’ll be no subtle endings, no smiles and no sun,
Only emptiness that will soon overrun,
Demise is now imminent – decay has begun.
Yet fires burn brighter in gathering dark,
All it takes is a match, a flint and a spark,
Where the emptiness lingers, there once was a heart,
The life that was shattered begets a new start,
No words shall be uttered, no echoes are heard,
Burst forth from the shadows of all who’ve been spurned,
An existence of happiness was long ago earned,
This moment is yours; there is joy to be learned.
The celibate cry of the lives never led,
Every heart never broken, every word never said,