Can we hold on?

Shadows of a bush seen on a window blind.

They turn echoes of your name
Into howling dogs with hisses like snakes
I know it aches to hear it all
To watch the fouls be celebrated.
Even more to ignore the name calls.

But can you hold on
Till we wander into the world
Between voices that bloom flowers
And coffee scented mists that warm our palms
You know it exists, 

Where there's origami
Embedded on butterfly wings.
You know we can go there.
So if you can't hold my hand
Hold my words

Let's charge into a world
Between falling snow
And blooming petals.
Where everything is right
Where the ache finally settles.

- Shanya