I know that some eyes seek beautiful shadows to follow What suffering highlighted by moonlight can do How the stain of the world fills spaces in our hearts Until we no longer notice we cannot feel the fire Of what is right and true
I know how whispers of our past can take our earthly peace Until we become tossed like disheveled leaves How it feels to speak and think no one is listening The terrifying feat of trying to be strong When I want to grieve
I know those dark nights of looking down empty hallways When I am afraid to breathe or close my eyes As if a spell has been cast on my life in subtle shades With a power that I cannot wish away No matter how I sigh
However, I also know how we wait to make a single move Day to day how we sit still and just abide Pushing away all hands of comfort while asking Why all the stars have been removed From our skies
this is the kind of poetry that comes from the soul..and touches another..for once i'm at a loss of words..profound ! another addition to my library..love the last lines-
"Day to day how we sit still and just abide
Pushing away all hands of comfort while asking
Why all the stars have been removed
From our skies"
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Thats breath taking Neva. It's true I was thinking about this the other night. We do get caught up in our suffering and never see the blessings in our life. We forget to see the beauty in everything if we let the spaces in our hearts consume us. Maybe they're always there in some way, but they'll cage us and close us off if we let them, until we can't even realize the good in front of us. Lovely!
this is the kind of poetry that comes from the soul..and touches another..for once i'm at a loss of words..profound ! another addition to my library..love the last lines-
"Day to day how we sit still and just abide
Pushing away all hands of comfort while asking
Why all the stars have been removed
From our skies"
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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My latest book - Mailing Letters to the Moon
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