lord
after
the storm
i
shall get down
upon
my
knees to pray
thus
with
all of my heart
i
am sure
i
want to
serve and follow
the
will of God
to cleanse thy heart and soul
who
brings me joy
and
delivers
me
a perfect peace
after
the storm

how
love
drifts
through
the
soul
while
love spins
dust into gold

Let our hearts know
what our hands shall do
and I know for sure
to embrace you more  
yet to touch your tender soul
Forevermore and nothing less
Oh, what young lovers
must do as I confess
thus to seal our faith
with serendipity and grace
enchanted with
red blue and green light
with a bit of indigo
in between them
so much so
thus to find
a quiet place to
for our love to flourish so
that we embrace
this sacred moment more
with a gentle kiss
upon your sweet lips
and surely to know
anywhere the heart must go

love
you shall not
erase me
nor
shall you
replace me
than
our
love is
inseparable
only
because
your
love
embrace me

thy
heart
like
the
sacred butterfly
is
transformed
through
the
light of God
yes
he
will provide
yes
he w

just
before
the
wicked storm breaks
while
young birds
clinging
with
all their might
to
the
strong stiff branches
of
the
sycamore tree
yes
we
are
the
stiff branches
that
bend and sway
but
we do not break
and
here
to
shelter thee

sweet death
be
not afraid
to
dance
upon
thy sweet grave
while
the
devil
who plays
a mean red fiddle
kindle the fire with flame
shall
dance
upon
thy sweet grave