Day Break

The shadow of night is slowly fading, the glow in the eastern sky comes as a blessing for the passing of darkness.
The morning dew glitters like the stars in the twilight, all of life drink of the light that is so freely given.
The breeze blows the mist softly across a distant pond as the butterflys dance on the wind over the green fields.
The trees wave at the sun that feeds them their energy, turning it to the ground and feeding the soil that there roots are so permanently planted in. The birds sing the song of morning as in thanks for the day that is to come.
The soft cotton looking clouds drift slowly by like the passing of time it self. I pray to the heavens in thanks for the beauty of the world that I'm so blessed to be in witness of.

writen by,

Mark Von Torne

Dream Keeper

At the days end as I lay, the fog of the day slowly fades as sleep sets in.
The land of dreams is the place where I see you, you come as a light in the distance.
You slowly approach and comfort my fears.
You turn nightmare to heaven.
Your touch is not of the flesh but that of the soul, it sooths all the pain and releases the good in all.
You are the reason for life and the one that makes it worth it, with out your presence the world of dreams would be empty and void of all love and goodness.
You touch the place in the soul that is all that is good.
You give love to all that are willing to receive.
As I wake in the morning and remember you being there I thank you with a little prayer and give thanks for you watching over me in dreamland. For if you were not the one to see me safely back to the land of conscience I might be lost in the realm of the dream.

writen by,

Mark Von Torne