Oh yes,
it’s always a good pitch that does it...

My soul is so tempered and tamed
in that temple of a little bloom...

When the truth is not lonely!
When the truthful is not one and only...

If the Son of the Almighty
came and sat beside you...

A bloom
is a testament to fire...

Omnipresence is weaved
when the threads of time entwine...

Edited
How life and death...

You would never be lost
if you find...

He is so poor
He has nothing but honesty...

As much as personal, love
is also impersonal...

All truth hides in a bird’s small silence,
the world’s secret...

If I ask
the colour of your eyes...