Forces in Bloom; Wise Owl Teachs
“Don’t hassle me”, a father says to his son
“Stop and listen to me”, daughter says to her mother.
“Don’t shame me for needing your loving embrace”.
Through the clouds hearts grow
Empty on wilderness peaks
Soul’s weep for understanding
Screaming to reach one another
for a sign of hope in this humanity
Beckoned breaths crush our last
chance of being the happiest
Each sweet caress of tenderness partaken
Every whimper into joy is laughter
Love can shine through child-like eyes
Melt the heart’s pain away and eventually will be realized.