small gain—
grueling labor—
daily grind, daily bread—
work so hard, then layoffs just leave
scarred heart…
scarred heart—
always wonder—
Artist, Flower, Warrior—
sisters three where have you gone?
feel alone…
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small gain—
grueling labor—
daily grind, daily bread—
work so hard, then layoffs just leave
scarred heart…
scarred heart—
always wonder—
Artist, Flower, Warrior—
sisters three where have you gone?
feel alone…
feel alone
vacant sorrow,
bringing you asunder,
always leaving you vacuous,
and morose
small gain
extravagance
living is everything
visualize the horizon
fullfilled
And morose,
I wander earth,
climbing mountains, wading
oceans of pain, seeking to be
fulfilled.
Fulfilled!
Lord, now let thy -
Yet stay, for who am I
To say that I have no task left
Undone?
Undone?
the kite string breaks
freedom catches the wind
good bye, new horizons i seek
journey
Journey
into unknown
worlds of passion and hope,
ever clinging to your own heart's
wisdom.
wisdom
a noble feat
dont forget yourself, ask
who is ye then to preach to thee.
my rights
My rights
do not shadow
your own. We are equal
in all ways that matter...heart and
sweet soul.
sweet soul
subtle craving
too far to go alone
shadows caught in between hushed tones
impasse
Impasse.
Where do I go
now that my options have
disintegrated? I need Your
guidance.
guidance—
soft touch, dirt path—
mountain climbed, there’s another—
through valleys dark, cross rivers wide—
reach home…
Reach home,
that is my goal.
Home being my own soul...
will I know it when I see it
at last?
at last
destination
now here there no longer
scan the horizon searching for
harbor
harbor
overlooking
salty pockodot clouds,
gliding soft iridescent wings,
towards