Do you come undone by their words
of self need to be something they are not
do you become twisted by self affliction
of tormented belief of what was said
back then in the midst of hurt
when you were and dreams were but borne
did you become lost in the seas of loss
drifting past echoes of those long gone
beyond the lines of distinction
or even clarity
did you raise hands and say no not me
or did you suffer fools gladly
and become the meek
praying they will pass you by
left in the corner
as if no one nothing
your tears a stream the cheeks
but no one noticed you
as slowly you came untied
unhinged within
Oh to be born as a flower
in the summer sun
to stretch out petals
to the light and warmth
that is devotional
to be sheltered touched fed
and to be to grow in wonderment
as those that see
admire all the beauty
that is surely you
Well we all cant be that we dream of
but we can be a flower
growing in our own garden
of self hope and belief
and those that stop to listen
hear our very voices
are those that care about you
for being you
without expectation demand
this is your garden
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3 comments:
nice keep up the good work
Awe Inspiring!
I was just Blog-Hopping and ran across your blog. Very nicely done, great job :-)
Lisa
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