Oh tortured flight, Oh heavy strain
Know my wind will blow again
Oh kingdom lost where once I reigned
My will unbroken no matter how strained
Oh starkest loss, Oh fall from grace
That brings the truth face to face
Oh darkest hour your shadow cast
I’ll rise in power, once you have pasted
Oh falter of fortune, come to be
In this abyss I find the depth of me
Oh twist of fate, Oh divine door
That brings my spirit to the fore
Oh lowest low, oh bed made
Even the shadow has its shade
Sleep, Sleep,
Little one
Night is here,
Day is done
Let dreams stir
Beneath your brow
Nothing here
Can hurt you now
The kiss I lay
Upon your head
The words I say
Beside your bed
Are the secrets
Of my heart
Are but shades
Of what thou art
Dedicated to all the awesome women of the world, written on Woman’s Day 09/08/2016.
She is more than a helper
More than a mother or sister
More than a daughter whose laughter
Reminds her parents to smile
She is more than a listener
More than a lover
More than a counsellor
Or a survivor
She is balance
She is the breeze
That shapes mountains
She takes her time
Her strength strong enough
To never be violent
Her love as limitless as the sky
Into which she releases us
Do not doubt my strong desire
That let out sets clouds on fire
Do not fear my love of you
That makes clear all I do
This lightning clout,
Running through my veins
This feverish bout,
Nothing restrains
This is my love
And it is as strong as nature