| The Lords Wrath
From the Heavens they came, With all of their powers and their might, Rushing upon us like the strength of a mighty storm, Seeking all who has the knowledge of time, In search of those who's heart is good. Several days and nights passed, Many have fallen to the ground, Kneeling right before them, As though they were praying, Begging for forgiveness as they cry out, Please do not harm us, For we don't always know what we are doing. And they said: To those of you who are not worthy, Shall perish back into the earth from whense you came, This land is spoiled from your greed, And the fruits robbed of their purity. For we are here to clense the soil, To return the fruits back to their past, Leaving the desert of the land, And going forth into the light. Donald Edward Horn Copyright �2004 Donald Horn |
| The Romantic Heart
The touch from ones heart, Can be as soft as a flower petal, Giving strength as it grows, Coming to full bloom as the days go by. Following the feeling to the core, Behaving in certain strange ways, Broadening the horizons with each and every beat, With wisdom to guide throughout the day. The temple temple of a delicate but strong touch, Can even melt the hardest ice, Showing the care and the trust, That resides from deep within. Without any kind of key, Does ones touch become a reality, Of wisdom and love and caring, Allowing ones love to be creative and daring. Donald Horn Copyright �2004 Donald Horn |
| The Truth
Out into the vast wilderness I go, In search of my worldly possessions, Not to be of wealth, But to be of health. Around every corner comes a new challenge, Baiting me in ways that are not good, So I must be carefull not to stumble, Along the way of my ancesstrial ways. I feel that I must bare the truth, Of wisdom that comes from my passion, To be the most that I could possibly be, But not to get lost from within. From the teachings that mother nature brings, Many blessings with each and every forward step, Trying to teach me the correct way of life, So that I may better myself all of the time. Donald E Horn Copyright �2004 Donald Horn |
| The Way In Which I Love You
I look at the way that you wear your hair, I gaze deep into your eyes, I see your beautiful smile, That enhanses your beauty with ease. I touch your heart with my words, I notice what you wear, I watch the way that you walk, Which is making you look so grand. I smell your delicate scent, I taste your sweetness when I kiss you, I hear the way that your heart beats, Which tells me that you have feelings for me. I see that you often tremble, I notice how sweaty your palms get, I feel how warm you actually get, When we are together in quiet times. Donald E Horn Copyright �2004 Donald Horn |
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