March 30, 2017

Who is There

--> That which has been silenced into the dark corners
A life trapped inside?
     A voice that yearns to tell the truth?
Knock…knock… knock
Who is there…Who is there
Courageous who we are
     just to be here

Clipped wing
Skin shed shake quiver tremor
Hold not so so close not to tight
But squeeze oh so much much more

Step into this place here a shelter
Secret soft singing of the Soul
     Come…Come…Come

It is no longer me I am
     Everything
Fall fade away
There is no way out
Only all the way into and through...

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