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Stay Home
The soft hum of an opening heart. Barely a whisper. Barely a moment of life unfiltered, but enough. Closed eyes, whisper. Come home. Stay home. Continue reading
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Bird Song
When I am the pure song of the bird, I am limitless. The wind may bend my tune, at times, but I soar, above, beyond, eternal. How sweet it must be to remain pure bird song. I, for now, must… Continue reading
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Rolling
It is how I am today. This darling tumble weed, rolling slowly down the precious hill they call life. I no longer search for a deeper wind, to roll faster or better… than what? I simply roll, and sigh, and… Continue reading
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Cruel Deception
What is this sorrow? It is a shared siren wailing through the silver of our human chain. But darling, you say. You must smile, you must find the joy beyond the day. The heart cries when the heart cries. A… Continue reading
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There She Was
Boom. Like a strike of light through the sky, there she was. After so long, staring into the empty space ahead, wishing to go back to the safety of her silence. It hurt to speak. Too deep, she ran, her… Continue reading
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Keep Stepping
How dear you are to this world, you must never forget. How days cannot be as they should be without you. Keep stepping. Continue reading
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The Wind
I am here. Can you feel me? I am the wind. I am the wind. Continue reading
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Unknowing
Do not try to wrap me with your perfect edges. Boxes are not for me, the wind, the stars that burst through time, through space, through you. I am all. Do not limit me with your unknowing. Continue reading
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Heavy
I am a child of the wind. My bare skin knows the beauty of this life, and yet, within these soft walls, I am bare. How heavy it is to hold this uncertain hand of mine. Sometimes. Continue reading
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Soft Arms
I hold this fear in soft arms and let her be. She is a dear traveller. She knows this village well. Peace, dear friend. We shall sit and we shall be, without wishing to change one another. Continue reading