In My Soul's Treasures, I Will Build Me

 

In my souls treasures, I will build me.

So deep the grass, and so bright the Rose,

Where I find my inner peace.

I go to hide me, there.

To reflect and to repair,

None will chide me there.

Here in ‘perennial fountains’ of my soul's peace.

 

Listening in the silence,

I bare myself and all that myself is.

Basking full, in sweet memories,

As of honey and Autumn high.

Although at times,

 The sweetness of my honey stings,

As memories do,

Undying and unfading.

In my soul's treasures, I build me.

 

All sorrows waving.

 Are swept away.

While taking the time to weep,

A time to see,

Grasping the need to seek,

Into the amaranthine beauty.

Lying upon the deep, green grass

smelling the sweet, sweet rose.

Finding in my soul's treasures,

I have built me!

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             I Will Walk

 

When you walk. I walk with you.

My hand extends to hold you.

When you cry. I cry with.

My tears mix with yours.

I feel. I care. I am here.

Share with me all your joys.

All your pains. All your troubles.

All your dreams and many thoughts.

Together we will walk.

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