13 Monday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
Tags
falling, life, lifetimes, love, returning to find, sometimes, soul, story, time, truth, will, words
will beyond
longing
truth without voice –
souvenirs kept
in a box by the door
heart seeking purpose
in all I’ve begun
lifetimes forsaken –
how many before
same old dreams
same sweet story
beginning an end
was made long ago –
what can I say
forever
I’m falling
tis all that I am
all that I know
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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