[Soaring Feather]

I climbed my mountain with my love
and sang to him like a turtle dove
he held my hand and looked
at me with loving eyes

his like crystal seas
we never said the words
aloud, but knew in hearts
they are gold, not to be
tossed around like weeds
but little tiny baby seeds

We planted them and
watched them grow
to bud then flower
in our hearts and
knowing that our love
is there for us to see
for us to share

For us to hold like a precious gem
warming us like an inner sun
guiding us in our nights
for us there when we take flight.....


bentfeather
03-03-04

[Soaring Feather]

"I asked for all things that I might enjoy life.
God gave me life that I might enjoy all things."
Unknown author

[NicknamedBob]

Compare this:

We planted them and
watched them grow
to bud then flower
in our hearts and
knowing that our love
is there for us to see
for us to share

For us to hold like a precious gem
warming us like an inner sun
guiding us in our nights
for us there when we take flight.....


With this:

Caitlin smiled. “Beauty can be found,” she indicated the view laid out before them, “but Happiness is a flower that has to be grown from a seed. You plant it in the warm, sheltered part of your heart, and water it with tears of quiet joy. You protect it from the fierce storms of anger and blasts of cold indifference. And when you look into your heart in your quiet moments, you find it blooming there, giving you sunshine from the inside.” She closed her eyes and smiled.

From an unpublished work.

by NicknamedBob