Monthly Archives: April 2016

Go On

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These weary legs of mine

Have carried me when my heart

Believed I was done.

When my eyes saw only shadows

My soul ignited a fire that lit the way

So I could see.

And I go,

I go on.

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Mere words

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We are neither one

Nor the other

Which we try to

Call each other.

Identities created leave us encased in circles.

Either looking up or down,

Not around.

Forgetting there is more.

Thinking we are bound by others thoughts on life

And love.

We are too much to be reduced

To mere words created

In an effort to make sense.