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Poetry

How Very Lovely

Oh, but those who feel like the wind!

How lovely they are.

How very lovely.

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Poetry

Only Quiet

There is no sound.

There is only the air.

There is only the peace that was stolen

from the garden

of every man.

There is no sound.

There is only quiet, now.

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Poetry

Beyond It All

I will always be here.

Feeling this depth of life,

remembering how much I have loved

and lost

and never regretted a moment.

Life has never attacked me,

though I’ve been broken by its force

many a time.

I try to remember:

on the other side of fear and pain,

there lives love.

Always, there lives love.

And my goodness.

I have loved.

Darling.

I have loved beyond it all.

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Inspiration

I Believe

I believe you can do that thing

you think you can’t do.

I believe.

I do.

I believe in you.

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Poetry

Sleep

Each moment is new and beautiful in my eyes.

This heart has been touched

by the wind of change

enough to know that everything begins

but nothing ends.

Not really.

Not really.

And so I sleep in the arms of the one I love,

knowing I am safe,

knowing I am home.

Knowing nothing has ended

or broken.

Knowing that everything goes on

and on

and on.

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Poetry

She

I am the wind,

and she is the earth

that knows me.

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Poetry

Just Because

And then she roared again.

Just because.

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Poetry

All I Know

All I know is my heart.

All I know

is when it stretches

and when it breaks,

the same words return

and return

and return:

I love you, anyway.

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Poetry

This Quiet Storm

I am me.

Just me.

Not who you think I am.

Not who you wish I would be.

Just who I am.

This quiet storm.

Me.

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Poetry

Still I Dream

With these soft eyes,

I turn to the angry mob

and I speak.

I tell them to leave me be.

I tell them I want no part

in the way they raise their swords

and bring each other down.

I ask them to spare me their daggers.

They will not understand my requests.

They will see my silver sky and call it grey.

Still, I hope.

Still, I dream of a new day.