The whispering of souls flew upwards
collected golden thread among sweet grass
laying silent, breeze took them far away among enchanting mounts of love.
Nature captivated peace around loves
glory, collecting each tear that once
was in vain, now cased in a crystal vase
to shine each ray of seasonal light.
Dreams drift among the flowers of time
dusting away sand that spotted mirror clear
blocking away shadows of fear and doubt
where there was darkness, light appearing
slowly with a radiant reverence.
