Song was born in response to love.
Our soul's role nonchalance to sing,
brings reluctance from our minds,
until we bring our

Lost in your embrace

My violin and I are one
her beauty draws me in its web
mesmerized by her heart I came
forever Lost in her

The song of my soul
Is melodic and sharp
Its edges are hard
Soft is its heart.

It ebbs and it tides,
With merriment alight,
Darkens

Song of the soul
Wants to meet God

The eyes want
To know Him
Today

Not after death

The vision wants
To be clear

So the rivers of

Mind locks up.
In an unknown confusion.
Puzzle.......
Empty........
Restless........

Human being can be such as a disaster.
Cannot