A gift is lied to rest.
For feet are impelling to fulfill.
Heart’s asleep but not sealed.
Remorse for soon is un-impending.
Come the time for it will
I will find me–An ending.
Please remain.. Be here..
I’ll join your winding.
A question of assurance.
Then..
It is now but not..
End it will, but soon cannot
Them will pass…
But not love.
…Not you.
Journey will continue now.
Heart being asleep.
I will find big dreams.
I’ll begin dreaming big.
Love will have its rest
Now but not permanent.
But pass as you will daughter of air.
Hold or breeze as you wish..
…Never can I hold your moving.
