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I wish at the time I had told you how I felt
But I guess my guilt is stronger than I meant
You made my heart melt my love
But I couldn’t keep it safe
Like a bird taking flight it flew through empty space
And no matter how fast I ran I could never catch your wings
So now I train every day through the sun and the rain to catch up to the things I lost when you left
The only theft was me robbing myself of you by letting you go and repelling you slowly
I didn’t mean to push you away I just want you to stay but it gets easier by the day getting over you
Maybe it wasn’t mean to be but honestly I would gladly blindly follow you for eternity
Something about you tugs at my soul and I can’t seem to feel whole without you
I know it will never be you and me but I’ll chase the wind daily until just maybe I can catch a glimpse of your soaring wings above me
abigail j s Feb 20
I've begun to summon
a voice of my own
but it still falls short
when I need it the most.

I still have so much left to learn and yet
it just feels like I should
already know all of it.
I have only just begun
to dig my own place
in confidence and wonder and transparent faith.
but every time I look up it seems
I'm always losing my grip on more than I keep.
I am not hopeless, but
a little out-of-world, I spose.
it's been a while since I've had
a glimpse of where my path goes.

(stay by my side, Lord,
lend me Your hand.
together we'll walk
upon the dry land.)
written October 26, 2018.
Juhlhaus Feb 16
With tenacious tread I seek the dawn
Like urban trees drink deep
Of lake water and clear skies, I plant my feet
Only to stumble through
The arid wasteland of my wound.

I walk off the pain
Though each step draws the flames higher
Each breath becomes an act of will
My own heel my pyre.

I set my eye, with rigid strides
Press toward the gold horizon line.
Maybe a fool: I am my own fuel
As forward motion consumes, I'm vaporized
And my sparks skyward fly.

Ashes
To ashes, dust
To dust.

Each searing step I take alone
Then in the coals see marks
Of other feet, upward look and meet
Eyes ember bright, fearless
Fingers tracing filaments against the night.

Fire walkers give off the light
By which we find a way
A note or rhyme, a guiding flame
As forward motion consumes, refines
And our sparks skyward fly.

Ashes
To ashes, dust
To dust
To gold.
Pain is lonely but can connect you with others who have been through it too, and beautiful things may result.
Xallan Feb 5
I wish to be buried forever into the twilight
In the light before dawn and and dusk
Dark, apocalyptic, shadowy world
Barely more light than a candle, now
The sun has been snuffed,
The moon remains groggy under the horizon
Still deep under covers, in her dreams
Awaiting a sun to come and burn them away.

To remain ever on this moment, here, now,
Feet settling on the moss
One with the earth, then separate
Gravity and inertia back together again
To the distant mirth of youthful joy
I ponder my old age
I am left to empty boxes, and empty spheres.

Now, who? Who? Who is there?
Whom can I fight?
What is it here for me to conquer
To ensure the continuity of this moment?
None, and time shakes her head
As she glides past suffocating me
The mushrooms are left to rot
I reluctantly turn back to the light
To day by day, I return to life.
Desire Jan 17
Dream, like Martin Luther King Jr. once dreamed.
Hope, like our ancestors once hoped.
Live, not passively as if privileged,
but live determined to make these dreams reality,
as if your life depends on it, because it does.
By God's mercy and grace freely given, march ahead and
MOVE FORWARD!
XLVI. MARCHING ONWARD (PART 4): DREAM FORWARD
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Inspired by some of the words from the late Martin Luther King Jr., present-day people pushing in life, and other current circumstances...
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"THIS IS OUR HOPE... THIS IS THE FAITH WE GO BACK TO... LET FREEDOM RING... FREE AT LAST [ONE DAY]..."
Desire Jan 17
Changes are life-transforming, and they all start with the renewing of the mind. You need change to make change. You need change to bring change. To renew your mind is to change your mind. Change it. By reading different books, listening to different podcasts or music; Feed it with life-sustaining and culture-cultivating material and influences. It matters. All of it.
XLVI. MARCHING ONWARD (PART 3): CHANGE OF MIND
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Inspired by some of the words from the late Martin Luther King Jr., present-day people pushing in life, and other current circumstances...
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"THIS IS OUR HOPE... THIS IS THE FAITH WE GO BACK TO... LET FREEDOM RING... FREE AT LAST [ONE DAY]..."
Desire Jan 17
Change in legacy. Change in living conditions. Change in action and behavior. Change in habits. Change in mentality and in spirituality. Change in income. Change in social class. Change in education. Change in self. Change in others. Change in opportunity. Change in setting up the next generation to surpass the successors of our own. Change in heart, mind, and soul. Change in health and in wealth. Change in attitude and gratitude. Change in generosity and prosperity. Change in how we treat our neighbor. Change in love. Change in life.
XLVI. MARCHING ONWARD (PART 2)
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Inspired by some of the words from the late Martin Luther King Jr., present-day people pushing in life, and other current circumstances...
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"THIS IS OUR HOPE... THIS IS THE FAITH WE GO BACK TO... LET FREEDOM RING... FREE AT LAST [ONE DAY]..."
Desire Jan 17
In the midst of uncertainty for tomorrow or even today, there's a confidence and courage found within that forces us to win.
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This grind. This grit. This goal-oriented, goal-achieving, gift-cultivating, courageous and confident, bold, brave spirit, comes from a place of hope, and that hope being for change.
XLVI. MARCHING ONWARD (PART 1)
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Inspired by some of the words from the late Martin Luther King Jr., present-day people pushing in life, and other current circumstances...
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"THIS IS OUR HOPE... THIS IS THE FAITH WE GO BACK TO... LET FREEDOM RING... FREE AT LAST [ONE DAY]..."
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