Count Of Saint Germaine

Growth

Words have power essential to life

The absence of them can cause so much strife

I pick and choose the days to my nights

Took me by the hand guided me to the light

Your name brings serenity

A sense of familiarity

It brings me more peace when I think of the good

To get even closer I wish that I could

Im not being hasty dont take me as rude

A closeness to me is deep vocals of truth

Soul searching for you through the tunes of your mood

It felt like forever I shed skin anew

Emerging and blossoming like a shoot of bamboo