Breathe in the Breeze
When the world becomes Stifling Heavy Harsh Breathe in the breeze And open your heart To find the good To seek the light The light that brightens The darkest night And whispers softly “All will be alright.”
When the world becomes Stifling Heavy Harsh Breathe in the breeze And open your heart To find the good To seek the light The light that brightens The darkest night And whispers softly “All will be alright.”
Her eyes opened She saw her face Written upon it Her dreams to chase His eyes opened He saw his face Written upon it His dreams to chase She moved with purpose Fast and swift Though the world was heavy It was hers to lift He moved with purpose Fast and swift Though the world… Read More Together
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I saw two geese Going as the crow flies From ground to sky We somehow locked eyes I knew their intention They understood my why They didn’t envy me But I wished that I could fly Carefree Into blue sky
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One breath at a time One moment to share One unselfish act One genuine prayer One day at a time One dollar to spend One dream to achieve One nightmare to end One morning to wake One day to forgive One year to change One life to live Though we label our years With numbers… Read More ONE
At the water’s edge Hidden in the reeds A heron stood Ready to feed Barely noticeable Blended and still Waiting With power and will For passersby Both fish and I To swim and walk With blinded eyes To meet our fates At the water’s edge My path curved right As the heron fed On ill-fated… Read More The Heron
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