Sunset, sunrise, tears of raindrops fall from eyes of a broken heart. Heart screams loudly only the soul can hear.

Waves of emotions burst fourth from the depths of a broken heart only to wish it could see beyond the sunset.

To see what is there. To breathe without a care. To be free from the mundane world and all of the chaos that is there.

O, to be free to travel beyond the stars that twinkles in the sky. To be a bird with wings to perch upon a branch filled with beautiful leaves to protect me from the rain. To say it will be alright as I travel beyond the sunset. ©2021

FROM THE DEEP WATERS

Deep down to the ocean floor are treasures unseen.

Deep down to the ocean floor it is brown and not green.

Deep down to the ocean floor the water is still.

Deep down to the ocean floor is where one could only wish to dream.

From the deep waters food is taken up.

From the deep waters with such luck.

From the deep waters mysteries are told, be they from the young, or be they from the old.

From the deep waters secrets are kept.

From the deep waters many souls have slept.

From the deep waters tears have been shed, but from the deep waters Jesus walked on it instead.

From the deep waters flowers grow.

From the deep waters boats are made to rowe.

Whether on the high seas or the low, the deep waters will be here forevermore. ©2021