brass / words / 2006 / Peak

February 9, 2006

troubled waters float this raft
from so long ago

sweetened stars from above
dance merrily below

her eyes, so beautiful
so glowing

mean everything to me
I reach for her countenance

to help balance these unbalanced
mountains in my mind

where she believed and others beamed
so callously behind

that smile
that smile

wondrous flare and charming aware
can only make me believe

I believe in her
I believe in us