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Don’t

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She sighs softly.

Don’t give up on me.

Don’t give up on me.

I have been fire, I have been ice.

I have been everything in-between.

I’ve been the sun, I’ve been the moon.

All of those times I have felt insane.

I have been alone in the crowd. I have been alone with myself.

I have felt alive in the crowd.

I have felt alive on my own.

I have been the instruments and the voice;

The noise itself.

I have been silence. Nothing but silence.

And I have caught myself when I have fallen.

Don’t give up on me.

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Here Not

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It is late.

The falling moonlight has gone to my

Heart.

The wine has gone to my 

Head.

No fault but mine.

I lick the salt on my lips which 

The air has placed there; sea spray.

Another night on the

Italian coast.
The waves lap at my feet as I

Sit here on the rocks.

It is not my fault,
This calling.

Primal.

Always calling.

My mind does not comprehend

So I close my eyes and listen.

Tears on the back of my hand.

Joy.

Solitude.
And I fight my longing desire to stay.

My very atoms scattering in the wind.

The deepness of me,

Soul fathoms spinning.

Grabbing.

Pulling.

I am here yet I have never been here.

Everywhere lingers in my hair.

Followed Me

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I have seen the moon and the sun outside my 

Window.
The same moon and sun which  have followed 

Me since

My arrival.

Throughout my life on many continents,

They have been

In the same big sky 

Watching over me.

Sometimes they whisper,

“From here you look so beautiful,

So tiny.

Why do you continue to

Believe  your 

Problems are so big

And your beauty so small?”

Many Moons And Suns

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Many moons

And suns have come and gone

Since you embarked on this journey.

Your feet light with

Anticipation
When you took your first steps

Now have become heavy

With

Impatience and doubt.

Remember your heart.

Remember your heart beating.

Remember the blood coursing through your veins.

Such life. Such beauty.

The moon and sun are still there with you and

They will not give up.

You will not give up.

Remember your heart.

Remember your heart beating,

And open your eyes.

Open them fully.

Breathe many breaths.

Open your eyes.

See.

Truly you know, if you wish,

You can fly.

I Do

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15 years old
Asleep on the wooden
Floor
In a sheep station in the
Outback.

Something.
Someone woke me.
All was still.
I could hear the heavy breathing of deep slumber from those around me.

And through the windows shone glorious
Like none my eyes had seen before,
Moonlight,
Lighting up the night
Like the sun.

Carefully i rose from my
Sleeping bag
So as not to disturb the others
And tiptoed to the door.

Such excitement filled my blood
As i stepped outside.
There
The moon
She showed herself
In such splendor,
Super moon
So big
On the horizon
She touched my soul.
My heart swelled to greet her
And my tears thanked her.

I believe I was cleansed that night
As the others dreamt,
I lived.

There i was
Standing in the red dirt
Glowing  beneath my feet.
Ancient voices
Whispering to my heart.
Ancient ghosts holding my hands
Showing me
Teaching me
Without words.

Holding  me in love.
Bathing me in holy light.
I do believe in magic.