Maybe somewhere else
might understand
me a little better
offer me secret whisker skies
and draw buckets of courage
from my deep reservoirs
for now
I'm little bits of myself
fragments of me
anchored in the sea
knee high deep
can almost hear the whales BREATH
corals humming
waves living song
rock
me to sleep
1 comment:
Indigo Blue ~ I miss you very much... I love you even more.
Hope is a... hopeful thing. Even when being still makes us feel so stuck.... you should never lose your grasp on hope... :)
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