Seuil

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I stood there looking foolish


to maybe, only- me


while the rest of the world


went about playing the living


As you walked away in my silence


my heart was breaking inside


until the deafening sound


tore my soul- inside out


 


Beneath the sun and stars


snowflakes and the drizzling rain


we laid, engulfed in each others arms


All those dreams we spoke about


became dark thunders clouds


in all my tomorrow days


And I will barely survive them all


to prove I’m willing to endure for love


whatever it may take, as my proof


 


I- couldn’t have loved anyone


but you- that’s just my truth


And I know what it means now


that you’ve really moved on


Taking the sun and leaving me in fog


I’ll remain lost- in time and space


between the silence and yesterdays


Standing foolishly, just waiting…for you


 


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Where flight became stalled
Because fear stood its ground
There- is where I- was reborn
Where I relearned my reality
As broken fragments of a self
Where I’ve seen the unveilings
Of time, truth, and Holy love
Where angels cried and wept
For my salvation and healing
And I- wept along with them
Where fire seared my mission
Forged into my soul as passion
A combatant for the wounded
Of humanities silenced…truths

Poet of the Light © 2023


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    This is beautiful, hauntingly so. It causes me to rebel, stomp my feet, raise my hands to the heavens as I shake them and declare, that this fate is not so. Something about that precipice between unconditional love and unconditional sorrow.
    

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