I turn to gaze to face the day,
to drink in beauty and blot out pain
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not too high and not too short
I breathe and weave, hands flow in and out
Dodging thorns, pulling weeds,
Dipping low to sow some seeds
And in this beauty, these sights and smells
Within myself, upward wells
Tears
Tears that come and tears I cry
as wails within me break towards the sky
I am small
I am afraid
I am hurting
I have no voice at all
Cry cry cry
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Sniff wipe dry pluck
Go back in and wait until i can come again
I weep with the roses when
my sorrow wells up
I weep with the roses when
my voice starts to catch
I weep and I wish for the things I could
unsee
unhear
unfeel
I’m under this weight of weeping and wailing
But i know better
I know i have a voice,
Have a name
Am comforted in my pain
I know i am free
See, my Jesus says this to me
He says that He loves me,
That He cares and He knows the stories and troubles that in my life unfold He’s hidden His words like birds in a nest, safe within my heart, buried in my chest
He’s sheltered there the truths that He speaks
I am ridiculously loved, and He’s playing for keeps.
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