Sometimes
The breeze rustles
And whispers in my ear
A message of Love
From the distant shores
Of another epoch

The waves roll
And carry sounds of promise
Promised from another century
That He was here then
And He is there
Somewhere

But can I find Him?
The butterfly sits on my nose
A funny sensation,
And flits away..
A fleeting feeling…

And Life passes by
Like sifting sand
Golden in the morning
Muddy in the moon
Changing hues

The sound of a child
Sometimes,a painful reminder
That He eludes me