Transitions

Daybreaks
Birds sing their song
Cascading waters flow
A breeze whistles among treetops
Night falls.


Relaxed
Is the mid-night
Reflection of the moon
That glistens soundly upon me
Tonight.

Silence
Soft petals fall
Rippling wonders of
Dreams untouched by curious

Fingers.

Our Eyes

There is an interest in his eyes
Deep inside those brown pools of wonder
Inviting my attention
I smile

Deep inside those brown pools of wonder
I find comfort
I smile
My imagination runs wild

I find comfort
Lost without intuition
My imagination runs wild
Those eyes take me places

He gazes at me intently
Inviting my attention
He smiles
There is an interest in my eyes.