Found In Peace

Delicate love, on the tips of ice cycles Dripping down on the earth of spring Delicate green sprouts on the edge of life The beginning of something so true Beyond the simple minds of men There is a place we all wish to show Our hearts for those to see what we are So fragile on the cusps of lost time Tomorrow is the rest of this world And “I” is nothing but dust The dust of stars and breath of angels Youth and pleasure find their jars But true love is in the meadows In the grass beneath our feet And in the clouds in the sky In the warm hands of others A mirror of ourselves, on the water A soul’s embrace can last a lifetime But a block of promise is eternal In the hands of sunshine; I have never been so true