I hunted all broken promises
and hid them in a jar made of tender earth’s smiles .
then I set them in the sunshine
to grasp its warmth.
I sprinkled them under the generous rain to grow
I traded my sweet memories for the colours of a butterfly’s wings
to paint them with hope and love.
Then I entrusted them with the wind
to whisper them into the ear of people
seeking for a wish in the pocket of life.
A wish to seal the wounded walls of their cracked souls.
Written by arabian roses