We walk throughout the courtyard
That great young time
Shadows so confined now
There is peace in the valley
I hear the sounds from the ocean
Music is in my head
The voices are calling me
Telling me not to tread
Can't you see the countryside growing taller everyday?
Don't you always believe in me?
I feel like something not from this reality
I always try to find you
But I find out that you are not truthful
You are just living out a dream
I need to find somebody
Someone to take to the grave
The dove flies next to me
The shining sun
The terrible ones
The grinding is higher now
Just overlooking the mountains
I have found the stream
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Be always safe,
Karen