He who sees the other side, with outstretched wing’s the world
to glide, a man , an angel
Amongst loves power
Cast away not any hour
For his kingdom and those of faith,
He is the watchman, to keep them safe, With loving arms he comes to prove, that any mountain he can move.
Flower.. the birds returned to sing.
I grew you in my garden…. flower
For many hours and days, a special bond
Between us, nurturing in many ways
I had not met the likes of you
But loved you evermore, at first glance
I fell in love, and you I did adore
My garden was your peaceful place
The days you grew becoming strong
And how the birds returned to sing
The moment you came along.
Nardine Sanderson 12/05/2019.
The whisper of Love – it can be heard.
Some day we’ll sit beside our love
In peace and promise holding hand
Where beauty comes from inner sollice
And reconnects our hearts with land
The leaves that fall like paper hearts
Pink with love as passions care
Cover the landing of our dreams
And beautify all promises there
Deep in the silence of the trees
The whisper of Love it can be heard
And as you look within their eyes
Hear loves depths without a word
It’s the unspoken voice of love
That burrows deepest with the heart
And comes with light in many forms
In all its passionate longing arms
And so I’ll hold you close to mine
When we too sit beneath that tree
And you shall hear my everlasting
Each Breath in love’s eternity.
Nardine Sanderson 11/05/2019.