Lavender

Did you ever close your eyes to feel the ground beneath your feet,
or stop listening to the freeway just to gaze upon the stars?
Have you ever known what it is to stop feeling
or to taste the rising sun?
Did you ever pass the roses to find the lavender instead
because in all of its simplicity, it smells just as sweet.

Empty Page

An empty page, a solemn cry,
A lack of words when tears run dry.
When all is lost and none is good
What light could not, the darkness could.
Candles flicker lusty light
that makes us love the black of night.
A loss of self, a dusty tomb
a grave we dig for ones own doom.
For who are we? Why are we here?
With lack of purpose, growing fear
Why are we here, what can we do
When all our hearts are torn in two.
An empty page, a solemn cry,
Do we live of should we die