Safe in your arms

Safe in your arms

Your heart is tender, waiting to be sprinkled with the dew of the morning.
Flower beds roll along side your life, with the colours of fresh rain in the sun beams.
You take me there, there and there all at once. in a moment I am safe in your arms .
Waiting for the moments with you, resting or wrestling both are mine to enjoy now!
When that which can be cherished, is willing to open the pathway.
Your world will come alive to a very new reality.
Where there were once road blocks and no entry signs that were black and white and cold.
There can now be all of the colours of a beautiful gold, and brown with autumn scented trail,calling you forward without travail.
Why? Because you can see now, what was was not true but a camouflage of what could be.
Why pretend that you do not love when you do! What is the fear that you may love more than the other does you?
Or possible the truth, just in a different form or way that does not measure true.but in a way is still equal too.
Find you place that is true.it will speak to you when you enter through.
It is not confused but rather than a lie, and I don’t know why you can be there for the rest of your time. Without the struggle, we will have never seen the truth.