Other Peoples words

Butterflies
no title
dream
untitled
wishing more
a memory
I wonder
Surrender
Daydreaming
Sunshine
Regrets

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                       Surrender

 

Should the road become too narrow

And the words become obscure

If the light that does surround you

Becomes dappled and demure

Surrender to your silence

And the message becomes clear

As you listen to that guided voice

That beckons in your ear

Surrender to your inner soul

Reflective of your past

And banish negativity

And the shadows that it casts

Strive to live with inner peace

And walk with guided pace

Serenity and enlightenment

Will be there to fill the space.

Derane (c) 2006