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Olga Valerevna May 2017
we've pushed the gates of time a little tighter than they were
we've built our marble houses up on mountains made of words
as snow begins to melt, expose the fire of our tongues
there's nothing left to ruin, sow your silence back to Love
no not the kind that's fleeting, adding wrinkles to your skin
but One much lesser heavy than this cage of bone we're in
Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so. Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening? Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Thus no spring yields both salt water and fresh.”
‭‭James‬ ‭3:10-12‬ ‭NKJV‬‬
Olga Valerevna Apr 2017
the only wall I ever built once crumbled over me
the night I fought so hard because I didn't want to leave
I asked for something dying to believe that it would rise
to meet me in the middle with the key I couldn't find
and when You called my name again my heart began to feel
allowed itself to recognize there was a way to heal
so never mind the dryness and the drought I knew would come
I want to drink the rain again and run where You will run
my heart.
Olga Valerevna Apr 2017
I've always found my person whole in everything you do
the way you carry others s'though they are a part of you
Distractions have no place around the eyes with which you see
as hard as they may try they'll never practice what you preach
So sing to me forever, all the holy in your heart
I'll hear you in tomorrow's song, "we'll never be apart"
my dearest friend.
Olga Valerevna Apr 2017
I've painted in my mind the many things I cannot see
the stories in the roots that grow their lives into a tree
As every single season comes to harvest what it will
the organs of the sun remain intact forever still
And never mind a human's try to reap another's change
one cannot steal the soil back of which we all be made
A little bit of everything, a palette laid on skin
We water it forever or we dry it paper thin
east born, west gone.
Olga Valerevna Apr 2017
I've written you so many letters
"Goodnight" before bed, yellow sun
The first of the seven I cradled
my very first beautiful one  
you helped me to walk when I couldn't
I borrowed your strength when we left
we crossed every ocean together
so let me return every breath
Remember my arms when you're tired
they'll hold you up high when I'm gone
believe me when I say I love you
remember our favourite song
remember.
Olga Valerevna Apr 2017
I know you know I find you when you float above the sky
or swim inside the oceans flowing heavy in your eyes
Invite me as I am for that is all you ever see
remind the world we Live because we're broken at the knee
We crawl to claim our purpose while we replicate the Truth
repeat the words we hear for this is all that we can do
and you will not be bothered by the noise of other songs
you are the only the music I can play these Words upon
for you, my Malakai.
Olga Valerevna Apr 2017
I've stared into the sun so many times I should be blind
but every single day I see I reckon with the time
I find the birds in hiding and I catch the birds in flight
they're everything we try to be, they settle for "alright"
how easily we sway because our human's flesh and bone
it leads us to believe we have been made to be alone  
tucks everything we feel into a the box that disappears
considers not the Spirit, faithful always through the years
let everywhere I need to be forgive where I will go
and leave behind the people I will never really know
you.
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