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She counts her shells

her feet sand ribbed
her toes ricely white
her hair windy vagabond
her eyes low tide sea.

She gives me back my years.

Through tears
I count eternity.
  Oct 2015 Jimmy Hegan
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Swimming alone in my ocean...
In search of courage
drenched and drowned
in cowardice.

I have ample foothold,
for now...
Taunting the winds
that whistled treacherously
on this precipice.

Ears to the air
I hear the faint calling
of a lone zephyr
in the traveling winds
of tomorrow.

A smile emerges.
Forgetting the uncertainties,
the shame
and the unforgiving sorrow...

Bewitched and determined
to catch this breeze
that briefly promised salvation.

Brushed away the tears,
emotional inadequacies
and lifelong trepidation.

My lips parted...
Inhaling deep
what once,
for a long time felt acrid.

Eyes closed.
I greeted the whispers
that spoke of the end.

I've wished to be amongst
the choral voices
that sang
not of strangers
but friends.

The time is now.
I've conveniently forgotten
what and who I am...
Knowing only where I want to be.

I've found courage.
I took one step
into the future.
And finally...
I'm free.
Inspired by Third Eye Blind's "Jumper".
Jimmy Hegan Oct 2015
What a fellowship , what a joy divine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms;
What a blessedness what a peace is mine,
Leaning on the everlasting arms,

LEANING................ LEANING..................
Safe  and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning,
Leaning on the everlasting arms

Oh, how sweet to walk, in this pilgrim way,
Leaning on the everlasting arms,
Oh,how bright the path grows from day to day,
Leaning on the everlasting arms,

What have I to dread , what have I to fear,
Leaning on the everlasting arms?
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
Leaning on the everlasting arms.
  Oct 2015 Jimmy Hegan
Traveler
In a reality low on grace
The heavy heart was formed
In a post-operative place
Our downfalls were born
Wall by wall the maze was set
Tattooed and pierced in childhood regrets

By the dust of time we settle down
Calm in conscience, safe and sound
All that's lost shall now be found
...
Traveler Tim
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