a gesture of a feeling
a picture on a ceiling
a doctor in his dealing
Effortlessly healing
and I am moved
prayer of a pine tree
flowing in the wind
rooted but free
reminding me of me
and I am moved
edifices of people gone by
never thinking they would die
mysterious, mystical scriptures
learning as I try
and I am moved
split second of that look
saying chapters in a book
filling up my heart
every corner, each nook
and I am moved
like waves to the shore
shaken to the core
leaving marks on time
a legacy for sure
and I am moved
easily I am moved
adding passion to my fire
taking me ever higher
not broken though tired
breathing to be inspired.
--Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
a gesture of a feeling
a picture on a ceiling
a doctor in his dealing
Effortlessly healing
and I am moved
prayer of a pine tree
flowing in the wind
rooted but free
reminding me of me
and I am moved
edifices of people gone by
never thinking they would die
mysterious, mystical scriptures
learning as I try
and I am moved
split second of that look
saying chapters in a book
filling up my heart
every corner, each nook
and I am moved
like waves to the shore
shaken to the core
leaving marks on time
a legacy for sure
and I am moved
easily I am moved
adding passion to my fire
taking me ever higher
not broken though tired
breathing to be inspired.
--Tuesday, April 17, 2012
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