Thursday 9 June 2011

Worthwhile

Splinters of broken rain,
cutting through glass walls,
to water our souls.

I beg of you
to wash me clean.

My Soul. My Heart. My Being. 
Make me whole again. 

Water the flowers
with life and colour,
to brighten up our days,
Making us realise that everything
in our lives, 
is Worthwhile.

Tuesday 7 June 2011

Transformation

Death is not to lose,
your soul.
Transform the love
within. 

Listen...for that is the last sense
to love and leave 
you.