segunda-feira, 24 de junho de 2019

Desire, faith and the spoken word

A great wish fulfilled
unexpected surprise
wishing and abandoning concern
getting the outcome even through a twist of fate

A little wish that shines with special glint
and the silent listener is there to soak it up
to push it an inch closer to reality
To let it breathe in sunlight

so that the idea might have a life of itself one day
Wake at dawn a clean blue sky, desire in my hand
One bolt of lightening joining June and July
melting our south winter

coated in the brilliance of the dry sun
Faith that the month of cesar will spark abundance
one that moves emotion and much wealth this way
I throw the doubts back into the ditches

For where does fear come from but a ditch
and brilliance from a clear sky?

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