A Little Broken...

Once again in an embrace of tender thoughts,
you are there in an air of need, when the body
bends past its bounds, and the brave sounds
of denial, are but flimsy reeds whipped
in a powerful stream.

The eyes that care, and clearly see
the bare wounds and  raw feelings
and once again, you are stronger than you can be
you  do not allow pain that breaks the will,
and will alone connects the jagged seams...
 a little broken

Still you are  the moon in a dream of night
and the beauty that dwells in a dear heart
that holds you always,  in a boundless wish

the nearest heart

Are you lost today? Floating on a blue sea

Drifting to the edge of sky and water

Lost among familiar sounds all out of place

amid faces that peek through  a haze-

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But you are never lost, nor far away

You’ve made the world a smaller space

grown over with a bed of warmth

As I whisper a prayer,  a whimper fills

The following breath and it is as if air

Carries the weight of these moments too

When you see the nearest heart from a distance

Apart from touch, a space always just beyond

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You feel lost but know, you have been found

in the warm, rising air lifted by love and prayers

and the world that knew you so well

waits and stores its other treasures until you

return from this troubled slumber

and awaken into the dream of life

you have gifted to all you have touched

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