photo by: VinothChandar
Forget the beauty before my eyes, Such things are often a sad disguise I care for things that love has grown In equal parts in my soil sown. Nothing left to manhood’s sure But what is given to love endures So I toss those seeds into the ground To see what type of love is found. Gone tomorrow this day is true Yet today is heaven spent with you So I’ll sit and smile and pray for there As the seeds left sown find open air. In joyful prayer the silent sit I’ve found the song my lyrics fit It isn’t yet her cup to fill So I just sit and love these moments still. One day, perhaps, the song we’ll sing Then fly away on lover’s wings To dance in fields I always knew The seeds left sown, I’d sown for you.