Mostly Poetry

Beautiful soul,
Lost in this world of hate
Can’t find a heart to relate

Beautiful dream,
Left in the darkness of night
Hidden from morning’s light

Beautiful you,
You wish they could see it
The place where you leave it

The magic oasis where
Hidden love heals all but
Hate’s deepest wounds

The wounds that they gave you
The person they made you
The peace and the passion they stole

All tucked away
In the once quiet place
Where the stories of your love
Are now told

Beautiful soul

~wbv