lines erased ~

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wonder sits
in empty sinks
as proof of my surrender –
a cloudless blue
denies the call for rain
memory returning
of a day I knew you well –
wishes made
another to remain

solace bears
a single touch –
beyond the want for leaving
lines erased
by all we dared to dream

loving arms to wrap around
souvenirs for keeping –
blessings for the journey
stretched between

for all I am
this little known
as truth again becoming –
a way beyond
the circumstance of will
as want for nothing
time is left
with moments sweet
(remember)
hands –
almost forgotten
how they feel

. . .

grace ~

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reallyme

from this place
of reverence –
a breath recalled anew
each taking back –
to somewhere just beyond
the depth
from which emotions rise –
a prayer I know by heart
reminders of each truth
I lingered on

forsaken to remembrance
as distance falls away –
ferried out across
a boundless sea
to a home
that suits my longing –
grace when I am lost
– love returns
with strength
to carry me

. . .

resurrection ~

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was not for life
I waited –
or a memory restored
but for love
I might have dreamed
a moment more

is death
an indecision
or just the end of all I know –
how sweet
the resurrection
of fire into the soul

dare we wait
another lifetime
another birth –
still undefined
lest I wake
and not remember
where I was
when you were mine

. . .

the dreamer dreamed ~

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beyondtime

what words
need understanding –
but a place to fall
one day
beyond the seeker seeking
our dismay
another time
forgotten us –
some meaning just beyond
the dreamer dreamed
and all that was
become

a summer night
a star just so
and planted black
as diamond
how many wishes
raised
before his fell
dust is left
to willing hands
pressed against the light
to trace the trail
of wishes
cross the night

. . .

story ~

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I’ll tell the story
with words
you once knew –
of the ways I have journeyed
on my way
back to you

I’ll tell
of secrets
we shared with the stars –
of lonely surrendered
one night
to the dark

I’ll gift
my portion
tho words won’t explain
of moments so tender –
tis there
we remain

I’ll tell the story
tho my prayer
then will be –
that when I have finished
you’ll tell it
to me

. . .

in the darkness ~

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morning grace

gathered to place
as souls reconvened
for the purpose
of living –
as love

who we’ve become
in the darkness
it seems –
a people of faith
not enough

I’m guilty
as others –
moreso that some
convincing myself
of my right

but wearing
the truth –
it sleeps with me still
and keeps me from being
a light

. . .