In Your Eyes

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Sit a moment
And lay your burden down.
Listen.
Look.
Breathe.
See the details.
The small things.
You do not need to search for

Beauty.

You do not need to search for

Peace.

The peace is in you.
You carry it in your soul,
In your heart.
Beauty is in your eyes.
Only you can see as you choose.
When you choose peace and beauty,
Then
There it is.

Caught Up

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You let your worries
And heartache
Carry you away
Into the storm.
I turned and you were gone.
Lost to my reach,
Caught up
In debris
From the past.
Moving too fast
For me
To grasp you.

Where you finally stopped
I don’t know.
I can only hope one day
You will feel whole.
I can only hope your soul
Will remember
Who you were before.
One day.

I See Them

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Now.
I look to the sky and I see them.
I set them free
And I see them.
The stars.
I thought
You stole them from me.
They were only hiding in
My memory.
Too terrified to shine.
Too scared to be seen.
But now they are free.
They are dancing
And they are shining for me.
Through me.
Shining for the world to see.
Now.

Cannot Be Me

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You say sweet things

And you compliment me.

But.

You must be mistaken,

You must misunderstand.

It cannot be me you are directing

Your smile at.

It cannot be me you aim

Your kindness at.

The truth is

I cannot handle a

Compliment.

It goes into my brain,

Clanks around in the walls of my heart

And by the time it comes out the other side

I have completely torn it apart.

Thorny Words

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Hold your words quietly,
Peacefully
In your mouth
Before
Putting breath
Into them.
It is better to let
The thorny ones
Dissolve on your
Tongue,
In silence.
No matter how painful it may seem for you

To contain them.
Thorny words grow into uncontrollable Monsters once released
Wreaking havoc on hearts and souls.
Poking holes in hope.
Creating stones and
Destroying peace.
Weigh your words wisely.

Desolation of Your Soul

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In the

Desolation of your soul,

Wandering this ghost town
I tried to find you.
I traced the drops of your tears in the
Red,
Dry dirt.
The wind began to blow
And the grit,

It
Began to hurt.
My heart began to race

In anticipation.
I lost sight of your trail

Yet
I kept searching
To no avail.
I was caught up in the blaze
Of the scorching sun.
I knew what had to be done.
On hands and knees
I could no longer see.
I began to crawl and feel my way

Instictively.

I closed my eyes and listened.
I heard your sighs falling
Above the roar of the
Storm.
I wonder if you can hear me
I wonder if you know
You are not alone.