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Every time, you try-
counting time in quarter tones,
scribing rhymes on android phones

the great design-
monochrome
As light's define
then they postpone,
another chance
To be alone
to change one's mind
To go back home.

would you always maybe sometimes make it easy take your time

in the foreground
and then back;
we reflect
as we react
&
wallow, in
the nighttime's black;
cinder's splinters trace us back.
Inspired by Grizzly Bear's Two Weeks
Some

Families

don’t Need

to exchange

Gifts for Christmas

They Need to exchange

Apologies, Settle old Disputes,

Make Peace, Forgive and Seek Healing
.
That would truly be A Blessed Christmas.

The Reason

For the

Season

Jesus

Christ
Families that don’t see each other all year long and then all of a sudden they’re going to get together is if they’re just some wonderful family. But that undercurrent of destabilization. the egg shells we so carefully walk on.. Nothing ever seems to change.
life is unpredictable in its fickle nature,

moments can transform into a lifetime of shared splendor or somber recollection,

healing isn’t linear nor is life’s trajectory as we tread this path scattered with trials and tribulations,

time challenges our wit and forces our hand at resilience as we build ourselves countlessly to brace the changes that come our way,

that is the beauty of existing— understanding the significance of loss and relishing the triumph of union,

savoring the essence within us and radiating faith amid our silent prayers,

healing isn’t linear, nor is life’s trajectory as we are riddled with fates that at times make us question our purpose in retrospect to the everyday,

this breath is but a gift of chance for us to continue walking mindfully with the beauty that surrounds us,

you are but a flower in the garden of tomorrow; blossom endlessly.
Inspired by the art of letting go, this was written for a soul I cherish deeply. To personify the notion of healing and immortalize a bond that formed freely and gently… it’s the art of acceptance. A familiar dance that duets itself time and time again; resilience. Here is an ode to the persistence and strength nestled in overcoming the obstacles life bounces our way.
 Dec 2023 Edmund black
Nigdaw
we never put lampshades
on all the lights in this house
I'm never sure if we meant
to stay or if we we're always
looking for a way out
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