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skipping stones
         on a
     still pond


ripples
become
tsunamis



thots
become
things
do we ever see the end from the beginning?
(I will write to your pictures)


You stand tall
by the water's
edge
as it comes
to dance and
splash and sing
it's song
to you.

your day
is full of
the pieces
of heaven
that have
fallen into
your eyes,

and then
bless our
sight whenever
we look
into them.

and the wind
lifts and
tumbles  through
your hair
and the diamond
sparkles
that spray
across it
kiss the
horizon line.

like the magic
of falling stars
and light that
streaks across
the universe.

you dress
in diamond
black
and as
you think
your thoughts
bleed out
into the day,

like the rain
nurturing
all that
it finds in
it's path,

and in this
moments grace

your
beauty comes
to sweep the
day away.
I wish I was trapped in a storm
It's better than being trapped in my head

I wish I couldn't hear myself think
My thoughts consume me, I'm about to sink

I wish I couldn't feel
I'd rather be numb, a feeling so surreal

I wish it was loud, and noisy
Lost in the silence, it's scary and empty

I wish they'd stop fighting
Maybe then I'd start smiling
The last sentence is what I wish for most.
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