If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
William Shakespeare
The Day I Woke Up
Whipping wind,
metal to metal,
stagnant water,
you
find me in the darkness
of the light;
your fingertips become
my eyes.
I harbor pain in my core,
once more,
a resolution
that needs to be untwisted…
uncomplicated,
cracked open like
our heaven's soul.
Eyes like twins and
a freeze that is too big to breathe
through
alone; you encompass me,
soothing bruised water.
My journey, a charted storm,
pushes me to freedom, vigilantly
releasing my heaving burden,
God's wind breathing for me.
Unfastened,
you hold my
heart to your warm body,
selflessly for you,
all the while
leaving a streak of fire
forged
in my quiet morning.
William Shakespeare
The Day I Woke Up
Whipping wind,
metal to metal,
stagnant water,
you
find me in the darkness
of the light;
your fingertips become
my eyes.
I harbor pain in my core,
once more,
a resolution
that needs to be untwisted…
uncomplicated,
cracked open like
our heaven's soul.
Eyes like twins and
a freeze that is too big to breathe
through
alone; you encompass me,
soothing bruised water.
My journey, a charted storm,
pushes me to freedom, vigilantly
releasing my heaving burden,
God's wind breathing for me.
Unfastened,
you hold my
heart to your warm body,
selflessly for you,
all the while
leaving a streak of fire
forged
in my quiet morning.
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