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Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Dear heart, be still;

Dear heart, be still;
for when comes your final breath,
so will tell untimely death,
and I don't believe
that I could breathe
in this lonely world in me
without you.

Dear heart, be still;
for when I listen to your voice,
so will my whole body rejoice,
and fall into slumbler here,
as I'm flooded with your tears
that you kept hidden for years,
your soul, so dear.

Dear heart, be still;
for when your humble nature's drained,
so my entire soul is pained,
and wallowing in earth so deep
as taking you is sweetest sleep
and taking part of me to keep
with you, to dream.

Dear heart, be still;
for seven years have come and gone,
and I  still hear your gracious song,
and I still feel your love and laughter
and the happiness that you're after
will show itself in life so dear,
that, to me, brings you back here.

Dear heart, be still;
for I know you have been through Hell
and that's a story I can't bear to tell,
and I believe
that I couldn't breathe
and my heart would tear
at the sight of you
so vulnerable and bare.

Dear heart, be still;
and know
I love you so.

Dear heart, be still.

-LJ
25 June 2016
19 July 2016

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Sleepy Bird

Sleepy bird, how is it that you
are able to do the things you do,
with a smile and just as much
grace and beauty, song and such?
Is it that you're much too known
for all the heights you've ever flown?
Or maybe it's from the nests you've sewn,
or all the lives you've helped and grown.

Sleepy bird, how is it that you
are able to carry the strife you do,
with all the world's unending love
and wonders up from Heaven 'bove?
Is it that you know to speak
and touch the soul of every peak?
Or maybe it's the way you hear
the crying, fears, as you comfort tears.

Sleepy bird, how is it that you
are able to know me like you do,
with sincerity and big ol' eyes
and knowledge of knowing how to fly?
Is it that you can teach me how
to follow my dreams, even now?
Or maybe, perhaps, we could teach
each other to grasp the dreams we strive to reach.

-LJ
15 July 2016