PoeticKwill
Zen
in the whispered calm of a lotus flower
soft kisses bloom inside your dream
the hands stand still on a clock tower
sorrow is washed on down the stream
reality bends with your soul’s vibration
redemption of a smile burns and shines
under those scars hides a declaration
beauty is incense burned at your shrines
the quill doesn’t have the words to write
weeped confessions are fallen stardust
a nomad that steals quietly into the night
stains left on your cheeks no longer rust
with a deep sigh life is finally inhaled
twirled about in your dance of honesty
the sacredness of truth has prevailed
the answer to all you need in harmony
delve into your secrets spilled like rain
in your eyes I see the river runs deep
affection in the understanding you obtain
now you no longer cry yourself to sleep