Silvery bonds of Trust did shine,
along with reds of Love.
Flowed together like the river does,
accepting all that was to come.
The journey wasn't smooth like silk,
it had its ups and downs.
Falling from cliffs and down the hills,
and calm, in the plains it found.
Entwined they were, in bonds so strong,
it seemed they would last forever.
The thoughts of trust, and those of love,
with the river they flowed together.
The drops separated in a vast new world,
as the sea swallowed up the river.
The trust and the love, then played their part,
in keeping the drops together.
The waves lashed the bonds, of love and trust,
in the vast open space of this world.
The bonds did not break, but did make space,
for new bonds to come and settle.
To be continued in the next post...
To be continued in the next post...
