Bind the pieces with sun dipped silk
fill the cracks of my heart
with gold
until the veins branch like broken trees
with sturdy roots
They will need to dig in deep
for there is
wind in my body.
the birds fly away from the storm
and sing
don't forget
you have to fight just as hard to let go
as you do
to hold on
Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 1:49 AM UTC
Bind the pieces with sun dipped silk
fill the cracks of my heart
with gold
until the veins branch like broken trees
with sturdy roots
They will need to dig in deep
for there is
wind in my body.
the birds fly away from the storm
and sing
don't forget
you have to fight just as hard to let go
as you do
to hold on