Let's quiet in the breaking, open something in us new
An elation lifts us up ferries us out of ourselves adieu
You raise us to an up beyond the usual of our ground
Upward to the motion the soul that carries us around
A restless beauty inside you rises overflows your lips
Almost w/o permission, a weight shifts, loosens grips
The line in you unbidden memories warm in wounds
Carries a cross in you, covers you slow in the grooms,
And I think of you in words as you feel them all away
Find me in the morrow let the deep in you lift & sway
You've held the sorrow long enough, soft in a sunrise,
Buoyant in the water, kiss the surface, breathe, realize
Our good morning comes gently, let nature in you fill
Like a touch that wishes barely the cup in us you spill
Apr 20
Apr 20, 2026 at 8:28 AM UTC
Let's quiet in the breaking, open something in us new
An elation lifts us up ferries us out of ourselves adieu
You raise us to an up beyond the usual of our ground
Upward to the motion the soul that carries us around
A restless beauty inside you rises overflows your lips
Almost w/o permission, a weight shifts, loosens grips
The line in you unbidden memories warm in wounds
Carries a cross in you, covers you slow in the grooms,
And I think of you in words as you feel them all away
Find me in the morrow let the deep in you lift & sway
You've held the sorrow long enough, soft in a sunrise,
Buoyant in the water, kiss the surface, breathe, realize
Our good morning comes gently, let nature in you fill
Like a touch that wishes barely the cup in us you spill
There is a kind of elation, so rare the soft in us unfolds, that lifts us beyond the ordinary, so rich the mountains in us groan ... to reach their heights, and in that blessed moment, stretching as far as we can go, lets us feel the flow that unwinds us as we grow.
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