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Olga Valerevna Mar 2017
I've walked upon the roots of trees for long enough to know
the deeper in the ground you are the more you'll have to sow
For what is surface but a skin that boils in the sun
then turns to dust our fragile bones the second we are gone
Let's trace the lines our veins have mirrored underneath this earth
and reconcile missteps we make for everything they're worth
The pulse of Life is beating now and asking you to breathe
"Come find Me in the stillness where you'll never cease to be"
"Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth!" Psalm 46:10
Olga Valerevna Mar 2017
there's just enough of everything for all of us to see
the beauty of the stars as they reflect in you and me
let dust upon our feet be settled everywhere we go
wholeheartedly received in Truth that everyone may grow
the seeds within our bones are secrets none of us should keep
so let the flowers bloom and plant their roots in deepest deep
respond to every petal while it lives and when it dies
remember why it laid to rest but found a way to rise
there's nothing but a parallel to draw from all of this
two lines forever moving, never crossed, they never kissed
like honeysuckle in the summer.
Olga Valerevna Feb 2017
I've gone to many places and I've seen so many things
she said in every language she'd collected on a string
a solace found in nature she projected onto those
who had no peace and quiet they could call their very own
I know this life is bitter even more than it is sweet
but let me pour this honey on the sores beneath your feet
the Earth is just as tired as the people it sustains
in search of rest in rivers running still as latter rain
let fog upon the soil give us time enough to heal
account for every single thing we ever said was real
John: 1-8
Olga Valerevna Feb 2017
this life is a like a Woman Who is standing at the Well
that somehow brings us Water in the heat of driest spell
collecting every moment We could ever Waste in time
and hiding it in pillars placed so gently in our minds
regret can be a hole through Which We let them fall in vain
but if We can forgive then let them stand beside our pain
there's little more to carry than the choices We have made
so let us be accountable but humbled every day
John 4:1-26
Olga Valerevna Feb 2017
there once was a girl who traveled in curls
she saw this whole world like her mother
As everything whirled, she learned how to twirl
she swallowed the things she had smothered
Her grandfather knew her heart split in two
so he mended the break with his Life
And now she is new, she knows what to do
with each day when it's bitten by night
The moon is a song, the sun sings along
and each ray has a story to tell
"If ever I'm wrong, expose me upon
the rocks on the road to the well"
#question #everything #enough
Olga Valerevna Jan 2017
I wasn't any heavier than half an inch's weight
when I decided Life was just a moment I could waste
a metaphor that shouldn't sound like anything I knew
but humans have a way to pace their feet around The Truth
for even though our bodies keep a record of it all
eternal minds can swallow things at flesh's beck and call
if we so choose to bury our own past within ourselves
we'll have to  give account for every coin we try to sell
a silver lining confidence may linger in the world
but in the dark, upon a dream, you'll see your little girl
mother?
Olga Valerevna Jan 2017
when hatred has swallowed reality's heels
and hearts lie in mud to decay in the fields
confusion is thrown on the eyes of the lost
in blanketed statements and powerless thoughts

when blood pours like water from everyone's bones
and Love is a fire with nowhere to go
the veins in our bodies will slowly unwind
to show us The Truth in the passing of time

when clocks are reset at the cost of the past
and our days are no longer counted as last
humanity's years will mean nothing at all
Our Father is missing, Our Mother is gone
title and inspiration taken from From Indian Lakes', "Our Father is Missing"
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