Bringing Back the Heart I am Sunrise the Colour of Dawn, Te Golden Sunshine of Early Morn. With breath of fresh air and look of Love, I am the Pathway to heavens Above. None can enter without my record of in and out, Everything is documented to avoid that doubt. For I am the Keeper of Life as you see, None can ever get that story from ME. For the Keeper of Swords is the art of Life, Art of Creation I am the One true Wife. Who revolves singing in the tune so blue, Its the music of the Angels the Universe knew. None of you can get the Voice of my Love, Who holds me tenderly from up Above. Not letting anyone hold is Lady of Life, Showing the truth that ends all strife. Where all of Creation now get to see, The true face of the Real ME. For I am present in both Dawn and Dusk, I am the Elephant trumpeting with tusk. I know my world and all of its Life, For I am who I am Planet Earth Creators Wife. Never looking at the One below, Who is now all covered in wintry snow. With the glow of anger buried so deep, Into the poisoned spring it did so seep. Only to find that it came at Break of Dawn, Showing the freshness of Early morn. Bringing in the life just meant to be, As the colour of love with family. As the cold of the Dark now seeps in true, Leaving on flowers the trail of that dew. Which Sunrise dries bringing back the heart, Showing the dream that will never part. By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 19th October 2013
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 23:35:31 +0000