All spilled out
Emptied and void
Taken and given in the same breath
What is left?
when the world told me to smile, i smiled. when the world told me to jump, i
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how does the wind know where to blow?
who showed the ocean how to dance and greet?
when did the trees learn to bow?
who gave birds the knowledge to soar?
how did
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Connection route
Some are meant to be broken
Some merge new possibilities
Others are reminders of hurt
Leading us over obstacles
Guiding us through struggles
We never seem to take the ones that
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these pieces look to me for direction. positioning themselves where they feel
they belong. square edges don't fit in round corners. smooth brushes against
rough. something is out of place. while
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the ground not as uncomfortable as expected. pieces of a story lie about.
sometimes catching a breath of a passerby and dancing on the clouds. a short
distance covered by a single breath.
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tell me
when does a word turn into a pen?
an open mouth a seventeen lined poem,
a thought a fifteen page paper describing
what a mess my mind is and how I
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who gives and takes away;
who tells the portion where it should go,
when to lessen its load when to release in full,
where it shall land and where to remove.
who gives
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to follow is to listen.
placing trust in the voice and in the one before you. have you any hope in what
they say? have you any questions; looming in your mind; enchanting
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I AM your rest
draw near and I will provide.
I AM your trust
confide in me and I will answer.
I AM your peace
make known your cares and I will comfort.
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in the inner man
a sweeping
a draining
a purging
in the inner man
a mist
a sprinkle
a downpour
inside of me // a change // a breaking // a freedom // a newness
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I've cried these tears before/ They are nothing new/ But the year on my calendar
has changed/ At one point the tears stopped flowing/ But my cries were still
heard
I&
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I promise I’m not depressed
I just needed to lay down and rest
Because working 40 hour weeks is tough
I promise I’m not depressed
I just feel the weight of
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The downpour happens quickly
From an overflowing vessel it falls
Leaping into what has been vacated
Left for loneliness and destined for
Abandonment
The stains from the previous tenant
Have been left on
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