Crest

A single tear A crystal ball

Dreams hopes all trapped inside

Spinning turning like a Storm 

Ever turning ever evolving

Never decreasing circles

As faith an belief presents 

But if but one should fall

Shatter an dissolve 

Where will the dream reside

Scatter on the wind

Far an high

Or simply

Seep into the ground

To the murky depths

Never to be seen or heard again

But if you catch it 

In your hands so

Will it be preserved protected

Loved an adored

As if your very own

These wishes wants an needs

Precious to me devout within

Hold the key to all that is me

So catch them when they fall

Use gloves of velvet 

Believe in them truly

For in your hands

You hold all that is me....