When we greet the smiling sunlight,
The torch, be yours and mine to hold it high,
To quench the insidious flames of the night.
The heart's dearest solace, will smile wide
On me and you there,
And the birds singing gayly, that came at my
Call, and exiled far from home,riches from the
Far East,brings in the air
I gaze on the moon as I tread carefully, over the crest,
Of the beautiful snow,
With and eye like a crystal, and a heart kindled like
All its glow...
Like little ripples down on a sunny river,
Forever hunted by the eternal mind and soul,
No longer my soul can you hold and explain
The reasons why...
For passion and conquest, wonder where they
Will and dwell,
Watched by every human love and kinded heart,and
Thoughts that often lie someplace else, too broken
For more mourning and more tears.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2000-2005
