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Sia Harms Apr 9
I can’t be

Happiness

Today, but

Let me be

Kindness.
Sia Harms Apr 8
The thoughts dawdled
As they walked through
The valves of my heart.
They repeated “I, I, I”
As if it were a passkey,
Fueling the sedation
That sunk into my body,
The darkness making
My limbs heavy and my
Head loll to the ground.
With every thought I
Made about me, the
Deeper I felt I was
N ot  W orthy
I am second.
Sia Harms Apr 8
I saw the reflection in the glass—

The shape of cheekbones
And straight, drooping lashes--
Lips that parted in awe
As they saw the face that
No longer belonged to me—
Only God’s creation.
Sia Harms Apr 7
My heart is always heavy.
But is it full to the bursting
With joy and purpose—
Or self-proclaimed doubt
And pressure?
Am I full of sadness and
Misgivings, or fueled by

The love of my Father?
Sia Harms Apr 7
I searched the city streets,
The gum-strewn sidewalk
And the hurrying people
With downturned eyes.

I searched the rainforest,
The ropes in the trees and
The family that lived too far
For frequent phone calls.

I walked the corners of my
House, wondering if my
Horizons were too wide—
But that was not the problem.

I searched the air in metal birds,
Looking for meaning in the
Formation of the stars, knowing,
Somewhere, I must belong.

I searched for a place to
Fill my heart and make it
Heavy with joy instead of
Sadness and leadweight loss.

I searched and I searched,
Over fairy moss hills and
Through low valleyways,
Above the towering treetops.

No matter how far or wide
I walked, my heart always
Longed for a home this earth
Could never provide.

I folded my legs under me,
Blocking out the beauty of
All I wished could fulfill,
And prayed to my Father.

His presence was the only
True home I would ever have.
Is that why it was so hard to
Live here, in this life?
Sia Harms Apr 6
They were tears of knowledge,
Dripping to my chin
And sinking into my clothes
Like his words.
The railcar sped past fields
Of emotions—
The details blurring together
As I processed.
My hands were folded in my
Lap, unmoving.
I searched for surprise among
The wildflowers,
But all I saw was the clarity
Of a conversation.
My heart was heavy, like a
Full rain trough
The day after a heavy storm,
And I felt the truth
In all of the disappointment.
Sia Harms Apr 3
My life was a house of cards,
Shaking with the slightest
Whisper of trials.

I tiptoed through the halls,
Wincing every time I felt it
Threaten to collapse.

Through flimsy windows,
I wondered if I had enough
Strength to rebuild.

There was another house
Across the way, but it
Didn’t have walls.

It was transculent and
Shimmering on a rock,
Made only of Faith.
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