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June 19, 2022

A Sweet Song

Photo by Artem Podrez on Pexels.

I’ve been writing my way home slowly.

In the darkness of night with pages slowly turning I come back to myself.

During the light of morning I let the light lift and carry me.

As I drive the words flow.

In the moments that words find me I surrender here.

Here I walk between the shore and waves.

Here I write my way home.

Here my breath fills and grounds me.

I have been wandering in the hope of finding.

A place that I can settle into.

A refuge from storms.

Where words flow and find me still.

Where solitude is solace and a sweet reverie.

Play for me your sweet song and whisper words of hope.

Each moment is soon to be a distant memory.

Let us wrap each moment in softness and pause here..

I have written you into pages.

A lone silent dove.

Like a moth is drawn to light so I am to love.

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