Saiom Shriver

My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.

My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.

He has changed He has grown
No longer bud but Love Fullblown.

He has changed He has grown
No longer bud but Love Fullblown.

The South Wind
has for the evening
donned
jasmine scent.

The South Wind
has for the evening
donned
jasmine scent.

Violent can be sound and light
in waking us from sleep of night.
Gently comes the dawn's twilight
Each step read more

Violent can be sound and light
in waking us from sleep of night.
Gently comes the dawn's twilight
Each step taken oh so slight.

The ocean:
rocking cradle of the world, sunset stairway to the stars
.. only by great masters trod, only written read more

The ocean:
rocking cradle of the world, sunset stairway to the stars
.. only by great masters trod, only written on by God.