Archive for July, 2015

trailing are the curious
who step into a room
of walls and limits

while we walk outside
the lines made of stone
and of delicate grasses

under the cloudy sun
we look upon grace
and feel it in our bones

those that choose
this other path
we can never understand

but I can gently touch you
as you grab hold my hand
and comprehend my heart

we talk and we share
more than we knew
we had the capacity for

and we are sometimes still
and often grounded
as we move through our days

no final resting place
is complete
without us


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