The Boy who calls Fire

No submit without a war
No vanish with the trace
From the ashes, shall arise
Burn will today, the Phoenix fire.

Many things said
much more unsaid
lots been done
may be
little left undone
may be may be
Lost I have
faith and hope
Can't blame myself
or anyone else
Not the road
for me atleast
Discover new lands
head out
The waters be rough
I know
I am sure
I will reach
for my heart is clean
pristine and pinned
Undermine I do
suppress too
my true strength
I come to you now
Country road
Take me home.

Early mornings are sometimes not the best of times. Its good to ramble then. Peace, happiness and resolves.

Unnoticed

If you place a fern

under a stone,
the next day it will be
nearly invisible
as if the stone has
swallowed it.

You forget that
fern etches itself
Look underside the stone
Nothing goes that easy.

Running Free

Silver forelock,
Silver tail,
This mare gallops
Through wind and hail
She lets out a whinny
With happyness and glee
For this mare is joyful
She's running free.

(Yeah, Hurr now!! :P)