The world, having reared it ugly head at me, Iíve locked myself in a concrete castle. Embittered by its sorrows callused by its lies, numb to its touch, I feel no pulse to its life.
But then shown a heavenly beauty; a new horizon on the rising, a golden dawn, and her name was in its rays.
Enchanted by her eyes, mesmerized by her words, I weakened.
And when she spoke, oh God when she spoke, It were as whispered only we two can here.
Fearful of this magic, I swatted away mine emotions, as if swatting bees, but one by one I was stung. And as a wood pecker, she burrowed into my hardened heart, and there nested her love.
My concrete castle crumbled, reveling a hidden garden; there, she sprouted me a most beautiful flower, and as a hummingbird, I now drink my fill of its nectar.