Friday, June 12, 2015
Sometimes
sometimes this wounded world,
rains upon me-
with tears lamenting,
I hold the pain breaking-
giving it to the open sky.
rains upon me-
with tears lamenting,
I hold the pain breaking-
giving it to the open sky.
sometimes I laugh,
with my children-
sharing stories that-
trickle moments of time,
upon my heart like stardust-
falling from a timeless sky.
with my children-
sharing stories that-
trickle moments of time,
upon my heart like stardust-
falling from a timeless sky.
sometimes my movement is slow,
fearful of letting go-
tiny steps taking,
upon my earth path,
then I look up to see-
the cloudless iridescent blue,
in my waking sky.
fearful of letting go-
tiny steps taking,
upon my earth path,
then I look up to see-
the cloudless iridescent blue,
in my waking sky.
sometimes my movement is wide,
with desire of dancing-
twirling and spiraling towards,
the rainbow that holds-
the music in the passionate sky.
with desire of dancing-
twirling and spiraling towards,
the rainbow that holds-
the music in the passionate sky.
sometimes I just sit quietly,
in the breath of my resting-
laying on green grass gently,
grateful for the universal sky.
in the breath of my resting-
laying on green grass gently,
grateful for the universal sky.
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