The lark is silent in his nest,
The breeze is sighing in its flight,
Sleep, Love, and peaceful be thy rest.
Good-night, my love, good-night, good-night.
Sweet dreams attend thee in thy sleep,
To soothe thy rest till morning's…
Over the wave-patterned sea-floor
Over the long sunburnt ridge of the world,
I bid the winds seek you.
I bid them cry to you
Night and morning
A name you loved once;
I bid them bring to you
Dreams, and strange imaginings, and sleep.
In the dance of days, where moments fleet, I greet with a smile so sweet. In the whispers of dawn, in the hush of night, I bless your soul, in love's pure light.
For in each greeting, a bond takes flight, A connection deep, beyond mere sight. And in…
"Love in Darkest Hour"
When shadows creep and skies turn gray,
And fear whispers in the fading day,
A beacon bright, a guiding light,
Your love shines through, dispelling night.
In the depths where hope seems lost,
Your hand in mine, a…
In her eyes, his love's a cage, so tight,
She feels confined, she longs for flight.
He holds her close, with every breath,
But she sees chains, not love, just death.
Yet he's not a captor, but a man of might,
With morals strong, and standards…
No was her name
No was the lion that no one could tame
But Faith was his name
Faith came around with a smile on his face anyway
He said, tell, tell me now
Tell me the worry that knit up your brow
A woman's worth
Is to be treasured as gold.
To be praised and adored
Calculated far too priceless, to ever be sold.
Polished and kept up
will attract attention wherever she may go.
Yet valued just the same, letting people know.
Her value is…
Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands alone.
Hold on to what you must do even if it’s a long way from here.
Hold on to life even if it’s easier letting go.
Hold on…
In these deep solitudes and awful cells,
Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells,
And ever-musing melancholy reigns;
What means this tumult in a vestal's veins?
Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat?
Why feels my heart its…
When I gaze into her eyes, I am lost in a world of wonder,
A place where time stands still, and my heart begins to ponder,
For her eyes are a window to her soul,
A place of beauty and love that makes me whole.