Breaking open this closed hand
revealing true natures
and altered images
strangers and friends
all longing for a sure path
never seeing but always believing
purchased illusions
price of a cup of tea
or handcrafted delusions
purchased with a lost love
never to be regained
break open this closed hand
revealing the gift
of heartfelt promise
to always love always be there
can you not see
every tomorrow
will always be a reflection of today
until you actually change what you do
who you are
how you live
unclench that closed hand
quit clinging to all your yesterday's worlds
let all you carry fall behind you
never seeing but always believing
that the road ahead holds promises of futures bright
that now things will change
love renewed in your cleansed heart
build warm day for the winter world
© 2017 mark john junor all rights reserved
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
Breaking open this closed hand
revealing true natures
and altered images
strangers and friends
all longing for a sure path
never seeing but always believing
purchased illusions
price of a cup of tea
or handcrafted delusions
purchased with a lost love
never to be regained
break open this closed hand
revealing the gift
of heartfelt promise
to always love always be there
can you not see
every tomorrow
will always be a reflection of today
until you actually change what you do
who you are
how you live
unclench that closed hand
quit clinging to all your yesterday's worlds
let all you carry fall behind you
never seeing but always believing
that the road ahead holds promises of futures bright
that now things will change
love renewed in your cleansed heart
build warm day for the winter world
© 2017 mark john junor all rights reserved
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