Soft places

•Maybe , you are the place You've been longing to exist within;to spend mornings wrapped in peace And where you have enough space, For snowy trees to nestled in. In the slow fumes ,As snow touches branchesI hope , you could unfurls to that soft and peaceful place; As a feather ,Through an exploding world_______

Old grey night

•Old grey night ,Can't be stopped , sloweddespite of glowing remnants of ;Shining snow and sunset rainbow.In this slick whisper of timethe little things ,  I findIn awe of your dusk ,Flowering damask rose ;In my roots .To let me know you are nearthat I should know with out fear.•____________________________ - © The Himalayan Messiah.