This gorgeous bliss in the morning mist
on frozen fingers hunger lingers
we sit patiently
watch the day begin
watch the light change
and end again
my comfort is knowing what awaits
a single moment of warmth or embrace
Any one single force can change this
just one look or lift
makes me not want to engage in this
the ground appears helpless on it's last legs
surrendering itself to a few seldom warm days
I want to hold all of this
collect it in my thoughts
bundle it in my arms
to carry with me through the months
the feeling of it's daily care
the kind look that takes away all of my despair
I will open my soul to it
love as it should be done, rightly
take this and bury it deep to keep me sane
whenever there is darkness or need to be afraid
it will wrap me in its sheath
and hold me until I can recapture serenity
that wholeness of being.
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