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WiltingMoon Mar 2017
Love that is seen in the smallest of moments, is what makes life livable
WiltingMoon Mar 2017
'and I say your beautiful, with imperfections, flaws and all'*

Was 2:32 when sun was still asleep
And the stars played with the light of the moon
It was silent withing these walls
Only the breeze outside could be heard
The only light that reached my eyes
Was that of my old phone screen
Its setting to the dimmest it could go
Your words appeared and the world the left
You and me was all that remained
It just a message with truth told from your heart and soul
But it was more then that
I read just words
But felt such embrace
Because i couldn't remebthat last time I had heard such love
That I read from you before the sun had shown..

And it was those words I heard again
Before we both said *I do
  Mar 2017 WiltingMoon
SøułSurvivør
a
       whiff
of smoke  
a drifting
          feather
                   a breeze
              which
       wafts
through    
        fields of
heather
an ocean          
current in
             stands of
****
a daffodil              
a growing      
             seed
      all these
things            
above    
          below
what's
their              
secret?
             they all

**FLOW
an eagle soars

a rock errodes

SoulSurvivor
(c) 3/28/2017
WiltingMoon Mar 2017
'Does the pain not blind your eyes?'

Does the love not blind your soul?
WiltingMoon Mar 2017
In times is silence
When a minds wonders far
The miss for friends arrives
For the laughs and cheers
The hurt and cries
The home among homes
To miss something that can not be explained
To miss a family that you have never seen
WiltingMoon Mar 2017
A drop of life rolls down my cheek
Towards the earth where the soil waits
A manga of hope left in its wake
Faster, faster, it's almost time
Find some love. Some shelter and hide

Through the wars, through the death
A filed of hatred, hurt and regret
Another drop down my cheek
It's music I can now hear
And yet I run but do not fear

Safety in my distant vision of smoke and dust
Over mounds that come up from the ground
Over mounds that are made not of earth...
Another drop now on my chin
Another drop to wash the sin

Within my grasp I hold a flag
It's colour brighter then the snow
Hanging from a branch I found long ago
Stuck in fear and lost death
I still hold it down when I take my breath

Booms and roars of the skies now sing
In safety of shelter I now remain
As the rain now pours from the heavens above
A drop of life I felt on my cheek
Was the first thing i remember when war ended that week
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