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Summer is Done

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I open the window with anticipation.

There I hear the birds last summer song,

For summer is done.

Crisp autumn air wafts into the room

Sweeping away with it

Summer’s dust which has settled in the nooks

And crannies,

Yet

Not on open books.

My mind is filled with wondrous thoughts of

Falling leaves and cooler mornings to come.

I look to my garden for one last flower

To which

I find none.

Innermost Longing

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Here I sit.

I cannot sleep yet I am exhausted.

I want to laugh.

I want to cry.

I want to curl up in the closet.

I want to run beside the ocean.

I want to scream.

I want to sit atop a mountain and feel the wind in my hair.

Feel it stroke my face.

I want to dance and laugh and sing until I collapse.

I want to forget.

I want to stand tall, walk forward

And never look back.

I want my heart back in one piece.

I want to sleep and dream and I want to wake up feeling safe with a  smile in my heart.

I want to trust.

I want to let go and love,

Hold nothing back.

I want to lean and rest my soul.

I want to breathe.

I want to break the surface.

I want to revive my heart.

I want to give a piece of me without regret.

I want to break the chains my heart and mind have bound me in.

I want to sigh.

I want to cut the anchor and soar.

I want to speak softly and be heard.

I want to lie in a field of flowers and watch the clouds drift by and listen to the wind caress the trees.

I want to believe in myself.

I want to be.