Death
Light breaks the bones of the dying day, as shadows claw at the edge of the sun.
The child’s fire
He stands, fists like stones, breathing the sharp air of anger, eyes
In life’s vast wall
In life’s vast wall, firm and defined,
Stones of fate, trials aligned,
Each chip, each mark, a tale confined.
The girl inside her
A woman’s heart holds a girl’s playful delight, Strong and tender, a
Universality
In universality, we seek to find Unity and wisdom as we unwind
About Silence
Silence, my great friend That never leaves my side It holds me
Me son
Creator of joy
Me son
Creator of constant sorrow