Directed by the heart.

 Like a whimsical arangment you had me sort, caught between the eyes and soul, In loves most welcomed kiss and vibrant stroll

Pastures of loyal flowers , bowed and bowing before the sun's bright raise in the hours of lovely stepped our feet , At the meeting of a life to be lived And measured

Treasured as an insuring breath, as boystris as a younger man, in holding times of fragile hand, where love had paved the trail gold, Holding together the stitched together quill and quilt,

where flowers blooming never wilt nor fade as sunsets bellow long, in all the ways of love like song,

To sing the darkness due to fall, where stars may view the underlying strength In loves great ways within consent ,

To liken sunrise after the moon In tiny starship forms of light, caress with day the heavens stars and beckoning night who's laying low,

To be one of the flowers kept, and not one death bestowed or lept In the corners of a life and living , giving all to sacred parts, in the freedom of a loving moment directed by the heart.