this once content reed, flails
wind seeks to rip from mooring
torrent twists at peace
dusk to dawn, I wrestle
hot tears silent fall
gash displaces scars sewn shut
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But light is on the horizon
before ink sets dry
warm breeze blanket will heal
soft rain cleases wounds
faith holds this vessel steadfast
hope will make me whole
This song reminds me that I need not be weighed down by life’s burdens
Ah…dear friend weather all storms with faith and will!
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Your poem is amazing, Leslie. 🙂
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Beautifully written, Leslie. Our emotions can be like the seasons and weather – one moment it is dark and grey, but the next bright and sunny. The sun will always shine the next day no matter how cloudy it may be – and that is a glimmer of hope anything can happen. Love You Raise Me Up. It’s one of my favourite songs 🙂
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Hope does heal and help to project you through the present.
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