Silent Carriage

Fall hard into me

drown the sound of fear

let the quiet condense your words

into vibrant whispers in my ear.

Fate is the chariot for hearts

that can take us far above

the pain, the reason for

the sound of treason

for silence is the carriage of love .

Death of truth turned cold

for lies are winter long

in the past that longs to unfold

the noise that we embalm .

Faith is the fire

and forever is the smoke

that we apprehend together

with the sound of hope.

The chariot for hearts

is fate

intertwine within the stars

and in the failure to fade .

Escape the noise

to up above

and condense the words into silence

on this journey of love.