The soft lights hit my hands
As I sit and contemplate..
Staring to everything but nothing
I wonder why the mind stays alert..
The mind plays tug of war..
Sings the broken record of my heart..
Fixing..balancing from afar..
Struggling to untie the knots that mar..
Though, of late.. clarity speaks..
Love unfolds in mysterious ways..
Leave behind its binds and pleats..
Lets me embrace its whole fray..
1 comment:
I like this, its very sweet and simple. The way you seem to express yourself seems so easy, so natural.
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