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becoming, breath, death, destiny, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, love, memory, old maps, poetry, reason, restless, resurrection, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, value
somewhere
not so far
they know
of times before
my time –
of songs I couldn’t sing
they sang me well
promised
by the coming back
for one more life
more love –
words were left
with only me
to tell
of faraway
and where I’ll be
to one day
want again –
renewed within the
memory of soul
longing
curses now the pen
with visions
of the dawn
dream me back
the ways
of letting go
. . .
tornadoday 