White Feathers
A Sparrow of an arrow came through clouds piercing
The invisibility of a blind man and the fire of life were lost.
Passion has lifted a soul beneath the sunshine,
Constantly fighting for the birth right of new things
Given only to the chosen one.
The luminosity of sorrows crossing at the sound of a dawn
A crystalline redemption fought night after night
For a chance for love. Needful things bringing
Loneliness to a Holt, Surely I had words of an ink heart
Pushing the silence of my mind inside twilight.
The rhythm of life follows a dream of melodies
A sequence of creation allowed sincerity to flourish
The odor of life, a climate of ecstasy
Sinking inside her veins Realism across their face
Untamed heart Find your calling inside the realm of regrets.
Through the currency of love, many stood weak and fragile
Expectation of the unexpected, Set off and seek the face of purity
But the anatomy of it all giving you one more chance
The rose open up and. Let the nectar drip unto the valleys of man.
The honesty of love, was lost by the pound, since the year of rain
Came in went to The other side of the river bank
Shorten your breath, and inhale pureness through a glass window.
The image of passion walking with her eyes close, seeking
The trust of a kiss given by lips of an angel...
Rony Joseph all rights reserved 2010
