THE EVENING

Oh sun, who your light from heaven does shine,
And part the clouds so your rays day give,
Like the light of God, that on men does shine,

YOU DO NOT FEAR THE NIGHT

Come take a walk with me,
We'd walk past that shadowed hill,
The one made of rocks and trees,
The one that looks like folded black paper,
Against the purply black midnight sky,

THE NOTHING THAT IS EVERYTHING

It's becoming harder to organize my thoughts,

To pen down my ideas in a form to be understood,

The sadness lies in knowing what to say,

But not knowing how to say or mould it,

THE CAFÉ

You see him journey, a seeking longing,
You see her weary, a hopeful waiting,
He wants to believe, to believe so deeply,
She's breathes to her heart,a "keep still" weakly,