Eyes must close some time
Looking toward the light
Straining with the distance just to see
Lids become too heavy and they drop
If we let them
Time slows down sometimes
When looking towards the light
Bodies with resistance moving on
Days become too heavy and we drop
We can’t help it
We must walk away sometimes
Looking towards ourselves
Reaching with a power we can’t name
Living with precision, till we stop
We belong here
1 comment:
Um incredible again!!! I love your writings Amanda. Always have, always will.
Thank you for pushing me, inadvertently. I need it. :)
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