10 Tuesday Jun 2014
Posted in a time for telling, Poetry
Tags
becoming, breath, connection, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, passion, reason, relationship, spirit, truth, understanding, value, wisdom, wonder
as near
the falling to the last
are souls we hold between
as rivers blowing
cold beneath the stars
knowing
as I know you
richer I become
held within the song
where’er you are
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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