Saturday, January 12, 2008

Hope

Some say love, It is a river,
That drowns the tender reed,
Some say love, It is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed,
Some say love, It is a hunger,
And endless aching need,
I say love, It is a flower,
And you its only seed
It's the heart, Afraid of breaking,
That never, Learns to dance,
It's the dream, Afraid of waking,
That never, Takes the chance,
It's the one, Who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to be,
And the soul, Afraid of dying,
That never, Learns to live
And the night, Has been too lonely,
And the road, Has been too long,
And you feel, That love is only,
For the lucky, And the strong,
Just remember, In the winter,
Far beneath, The bitter snow,
Lies a seed, That with the suns love,
In the spring, Becomes a rose