You came from a far away land
nothing within my reach
a land where my thoughts linger
a strawberry field some might have captured
All that I have made up and materialized
in this temporary world
was my rushed intention to create
and direct with my power and control
I have forgotten to become humble
as I stood by sunrise every day
I have forgotten that there is a force, an energy, a being
larger than I am
and my minuscule worldly matters
I've halted my double duty
until angels remind and gave me a good knock
so much of self execution from one's self you see in others
it comes and goes most often
forms that you least expect -
Love
I will sit and wait for your return
you will play the harp and sing for me
showing me the wonders of this rare, beautiful string instrument
and how you adore it, as you adore me
and I will lie on the ground, just beside you
give you love in return
the way you prefer
I'll see you
in the midst of thin clouds
Friday, May 10, 2013
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