True Life

Bright eyes tell me
of love and birth
with true life
waiting around a corner
unseen by most
save you and me.

True life
means living out
and staying here
to cherish words,
moments, and flashes
of christening light.

Staying here
is a move for love
when times seemed
futile and a scarcity
of lightness
piqued weary eyes.

Times seemed
long and lonely
until bright eyes
woke from a sound
slumber of one
fate after another.

Bright eyes
strengthen hearts
and tie bonds
where slip knots
fail to exist
and illuminate
a tale of true life.

a red hood

Rare is the world
where fragile water
brims the edges
of wonderment and hope.

Rare is the day
when joy overcomes
the sorrows of yesterday
with the laughter of today.

Rare is a time
when peace comes
without consequences
or tender mercies revealed.

Rare is a heart
that can take the tides
and rise above
to view the new plane.


Fragile water and tender merices
given:
without cost or retort.
Just lighter eyes and souls in flight;

the better to see you with, my dear.