The soft sounds of waking
from the still and dark cocoon
stretching into the glimmer upon the horizon
fingertips reaching the tips of the treetops
caressing the golden leaves
still upon the branch
hearing echoes of a distant call
as eyes open to the dawn
and she reveals herself to me.
Do not defer to his position Hide inside your own religion Stand behind your party line Pretending it will all be fine It’s time to stand...
Knick knack curio Dusted they wait Photos of loved ones Lined up straight The don’t eat candies In their fancy silver dish The don’t...
rain pelting hard against my window tap tap-tap tap tap strong winds whooshing like a fast train passing by snuggled in my bed our home...
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