Silence and fog
Silence and fog cloud your head so thoughts of old cannot hinder you. It's a good, clear understand of a new start that unfolds.
All this weight that presses down upon you, lifts. Then the expressed joy vibrantly shines throughout the day and into your eyes.
A sparkle of a smirk over plays the mood and the night carries another star gazing tune.
In all that is there nothing hits you harder than realizing just how important you are, to yourself or anyone.
Then as the fog clears and the tiredness ends, you find yourself full of cheer and excitement. In these striking moments you find just how glorious a day can be.
Here though I am waiting, patiently, for my eyes to close. And yet every time I do I see those of my past saying hello.
Though they appear in a dream means nothing except that at some point I recalled something or I said a prayer on their behalf.
Intriguing are those who I removed. Now that is proof life is going good. All because I hope a new change is an adventure for them. That every step taken is the breath deepened inside their spirit.
A dreamer but also a giver. And as much as I have, finding out nothing was quite right, I shudder to think that I wanted to try harder.
Grateful of a removal but that doesn't stop anyone from being in my heart and mind. Just means I have moved forward.
Fog can be a good thing in moments of great misunderstandings but also in the moments needed to forgive and even forget.
Letting go or putting out importance all once held. Nice to have that silence enter you.
Pure bliss.
All this weight that presses down upon you, lifts. Then the expressed joy vibrantly shines throughout the day and into your eyes.
A sparkle of a smirk over plays the mood and the night carries another star gazing tune.
In all that is there nothing hits you harder than realizing just how important you are, to yourself or anyone.
Then as the fog clears and the tiredness ends, you find yourself full of cheer and excitement. In these striking moments you find just how glorious a day can be.
Here though I am waiting, patiently, for my eyes to close. And yet every time I do I see those of my past saying hello.
Though they appear in a dream means nothing except that at some point I recalled something or I said a prayer on their behalf.
Intriguing are those who I removed. Now that is proof life is going good. All because I hope a new change is an adventure for them. That every step taken is the breath deepened inside their spirit.
A dreamer but also a giver. And as much as I have, finding out nothing was quite right, I shudder to think that I wanted to try harder.
Grateful of a removal but that doesn't stop anyone from being in my heart and mind. Just means I have moved forward.
Fog can be a good thing in moments of great misunderstandings but also in the moments needed to forgive and even forget.
Letting go or putting out importance all once held. Nice to have that silence enter you.
Pure bliss.
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