IN THE WASTE OF WAITING
There was once a little Flame
Who gave a tiny dream.
The wish for desire lost the way
As a real feeling sang her songs.
We are the life that heaven always speaks of A true sensation.
Yet many wonder away within fear
Hoping for a strangeness caIled safety
While love only speaks in the moinent of now
Without thought and the waste of waiting.
HOPE
Creativity will defy our beliefs
Showing us over and over the value of truth.
Questions can inspire where doubt is wasteful.
So to See,
We look without pattern
As life reveals the love words cannot describe.