Saturday, August 29, 2015

Mother's love.

I count the empty sands of this desert
As I send the rain waters your way
I seek milestones in this empty wild
This void heavies my step
I measure the world in your glance
I cast down my eyes
To the cup of your memories
And raise them to dream your dream
The night and myself remain awake
Else your thought might come
And find me asleep
I am an unblinking guardian
To your darkness
Life without you is echoes just
I live these eons of lonely winds
To have a whisper of my prayer
Be heard and come true;

Cradle you in its warmth

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