Wilted flower,
Full of battle.
Wind in Seattle
Always baffle.
Ladies of light,
Wind in the night.
Eyes full of bright,
Words scattered all right.
Sweetest tongue,
Whispering of nose,
Silence of hearing,
Cries of living.
Invisible pain.
Life of gain.
Brightness of sufferer,
Darkness in the victory.
Love's a mystery,
Peoples' enjoy every agony.
Happiness is a choice,
Still, choosing the path of regrets.
~ C.B. | courageousbeast