There is beauty in the discovery.
Category: Writing
Day 17
P.M. Did you pray for me the way I prayed for you? Pages filled with intentions, dotted with my tears splotches of ink and corrections You’re my dream made flesh My fertile oasis in the desert You choose me again and again.Â
On the Mountain
If you engage with me heavily or are familiar with my words – you probably follow me on twitter and you probably came to this post via a link posted there; I want to take the time to say thank you first and foremost for being part of this crazy ride that’s been my discovery…
Good Morning
I may not walk beside you at every moment lay with you at night but my days don’t start without you In those morning hours filled with the quiet I wait for you I’ve never been patient but I bridle that sense of flight because I know you’ll see me and when you do our…
On Silence
I used to be really uncomfortable with silence, as an only child it only reinforced my loneliness and I simply could not understand why I was so unfortunate. Making peace with silence has been an arduous task but I am finally seeing it as more of an ally than an enemy. I’ve been reflecting lately…
Sleep
I miss hearing your voice at night It made the demons seem like angels and midnight felt like the first sunrise Instead I wallow in my mistakes Summon my own light But it isn’t you ++++++++++++++++++++ Have I said this before? Remind me Done this before? Offered you a sip of me only for you…
worship
your name is the only prayer I ever say out loud moaned whispered a benediction two syllables per-fect e-nun-c-i-a-tion a sigh, a release an answer
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The silent moments between us used to be unbearable Now, I savor the opportunity to cherish you To completely devote myself to the ease of your laughter The careful way you choose your words I close my eyes and I feel myself reach toward you My hands eager to capture every curve of your face To…