Paint the walls With the colors of your eyes. Find a path That is no longer broken, As I am your friend Who can hold you the right way Without a weak heart. Fall through the void, to find water To drink of your fill, To drink of what you spilled From a broken mind and torn soul, Enough to create ocean after ocean For the sailor's toll. Oh, how I loved With only a rainbow to see, after the storm. I now love Alike the droplets of dew upon the blades of grass That do not move Without weight. Whatever I carry Had been what you can let go.