As a sigh might be a silent scream
oft things here aren’t as they seem
the lies perceived in a lover’s eyes
may be affirming you win the prize
sorrow’s day could be one to care
owning less leaves more to share
even as the dream bids to deceive
it too holds miracles if we believe
all we give away we actually keep
seeking answers look not too deep
we’ll find them if our spirits are still
and don’t forget only love is real
