The Heat by Caroline Tiss

The Heat by Caroline Tiss

People hide their love with fire;

Why do we see subjective thought like God?

Can you spin a cotton dress without the eye of the needle?

Does the needle in the haystack perplex you?

Or are you lost?

You need to be free because confusion comes with chaos,

Sustain the fire of the heat that warms your heart.

The degradation is a part of the death, or the truth, depending on the vision.

Live & Let Live as the chaser's chant.

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The Timekeeper by Caroline Tiss

The Timekeeper - By Caroline Tiss His thicket of black curls crowns his head like velvet, When the air whispers it dazzles his eyes as he rides on his stallion, The dust is his sand in the hourglass, and he scatters the stars with his song. Let the chorus sing and the ripples will dance in the black sea, it is a melody.

Venusian Myths - Caroline Tiss

Venusian Myths Beauty is not true, Beauty is not definable, To be aware of symmetry and color is all that you need, You can bejewel the night sky as Nyx has done, and the sight is astonishing, As long as the sun and moon shall endure in perfect peace and harmony, So shall the world reflect the sentiments of tranquility, Beauty is in the wild unknown.

Grace by Caroline Tiss

Grace I remember grace, Like the wind at my back, nightly, She is the serendipity, She is the cure, I allow the silence to wash over me without resistance, Never have I touched the first snow's powder, But like Grace the winter returns, The snow is as white as a pale lily, It makes me want to gaze in awe at the night, The serenity is that of a cathedral, Snowflakes fall upon my eyelids and frost the world with a silver sheen. Grace is like the snow.

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