Flower     If there was a flower I could create, A blossom named after my own soulmate. A pearl would it be, made by Ages hand found at the beach, in white virgin sand. A diamond shaped through centuries passed. A symbol of our love that always will last. A sound, so lovely to all who can hear. A beauty so pure, as I found in your tear. An angel of heaven and she will be mine, A shape beyond words, in silent divine. The smell that symbols everything you are. Sweeter than honey, as the first morning start. And a taste that will burn your love in my heart whispering to each other, we will never  depart.   You are that flower that grows in God's breath to  become part of me, in life , beyond death. And when I will be weeping, so my tears wet your face It is for the love we share, in everlasting lace.     Copyright & 2001 Wele DenReijer

Words.. what is the meaning of letters, words, sentences , just but cope with images. Images, created in the complexity of our reality, mind, if you like. Will there ever be a space escape , equal for equability? Time will tell.........or.... already has........