Photo credit; Tamara Bellis

………………can’t u see?”

The pink blooming trees

Love I would like to meet,

unveil itself where things

are possible as I turn

the script—your beautiful

sheet

you are bright in the  darkness night

even when soul faint

increase—you are our might!

………………can’t you see?”

tears weep!—some has forsaken me

—prowling in the street

“Give me hope!” Give me hope!”

They plea—with you beside me

I am free—o h Joyful soul

“Help me Lord—you are our Victory!”

Empress Journee