Transcendental Sonnet #935:
Battle On My Silke

I feel my heart opening like a flower
Petals unfolding stem stretching toward the light
Lonely and unique and blooming in the night

Turning with yearning reaching toward the power
Which pains and sustains me with sharp ecstasy
You see the moon but it is Silke I see

Obsession sweet obsession shining madness
You say I have gone mad I say that I am glad
Obsession sweet obsession glowing gladness

Mother-goddess how you suffer how you fight
For me how you struggle for the destiny
For which you have ached and bled these bitter years
Straining ribs and racing heart and stinging tears

Battle on my Silke battle on for me

*~ ( + ) ~*

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMIV Silke LLC

Battle on for us all, dear Silke.

Steven your words will be heard at distances beyond our imagination.

Hey Hey

Beautiful poem, Steven. And, yes, Silke, please stay strong. This world would be a hollow place without you.

*HUGS to all*

This one is inspired and inspiring. Powerful.

Warm kisses,
Blown in the wind,
Gathered,
In all the leaves,
As you send them
Back to me,
In a whisper
Of love,
Again and again,
In the gentle
Breeze....

I Love you Baby

Deine,
Silke

Keep fighting silke, the word would be a poorer place without you in it. I'm sending positive healing vibes your way from Scotland. Please don't give up as there'd be too many people who'd miss you.

Love and hugs,


Ange x