Wild Strawberries for the Child..

wild strawberries plucked from the feather tree...
the sailor blows a whisker from the ship sailing across the sea...
he is coming your way with a lamp in his hand...
sail away on a stormy night holding him tightly...
meet the child waiting at the twilight zone of love...
the stars shall twinkle in the sky...
just wait till you near the bend...
stare at the belt of orion for a little while...
one look at the ring and you'll feel the touch from within...
step ahead into the future as you ride along the oceanic blue...
feel the vibrant colours of life weaving a thread around you...
this bond ties you forever...
live your life within the triangle....
the shadow shall always protect you like the armour of God....
never let the water trickle down your eyes...
they are meant to be for the three...
play the role of the spirit that guides you from within...
be the mother of the child who waits for the strawberries to be dropped in...