Today is tired, tired
slow in the sky, leaking from my bones, not quite color white but something
different pushes a cold to my back
and I hope the day passes quickly.
breath cycle back, all things will be
as they are meant to be, this body a fine and glowing example
all else, what is there? You’ve fooled yourself well
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There is blood running to the tips of these keys
and again
again through my shoulders, up my neck and back down
thank you, don’t forget this
thank you I know you and hold you and see you,
thank you you golden
everything you are embolden to the highest mountain
do not worry you have years to see the sun
and today, slipping grey, there are still shadows
days growing longer and stronger to
a pleasant, paced, gentle life
reaps, do believe
winters spent on slope or hearth, I am longing as the days
bathed, patient, waxing, calm summer
I see you
hold you
waiting, I am whole
and all that is shall be,
patient, true
remember your dream?
wade the waters, dear
slow and it shall be
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