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lest I awaken
mourning dove above my head
whispered into sorrow
by his song
will all I have
a pittance make
compared unto his loss
a place alone
where silence beats the same
sworn to birth
some other time –
before the sky burned black
was here
the reasons scattered us apart
folded as a memory
into the great unknown –
while fortune sleeps
beside us
in the dark
. . .
tornadoday 
Dark and sorrowful times are these. The rain obscures the sun………..xo
….but just beyond the rain, a rainbow surely is already becoming ❤
The silence in skies today allows us room to hear the callings, the whispers on the wind …
…the returning of dreams to the fold, reminders of all we’ve given and been gifted…….love outweighs the worst ❤
Surely love guides those who care enough to listen …
Surely, indeed.