Broken heart

What awaits them who mix the earth with doubt and uncertainty?

Her soul crushed amidst the stormy chase bellows a sound that echoes her cry

His voice a calming river through dangerous terrain affords a shrill in her sigh, leaves a ponder

A pierce to her heart without hope

To which with all might as strong be truly awakened in full bloom

While the sun caresses her veins of yearning

Winter continues forth it's never ending beauty of joy and unmatched delight

Her before lifeless soul now restored, tiptoes to the cadence of his voice

what then remains?