Why must your suffering cause my peace and my peace your suffering?
RAHA ARAZLiving in a constant paradox, begging to be held and released by gravity, to be grounded and free. But my feet pressed against the earth yearn for the clouds above my fingertips adrift whispering I don’t want to be at the mercy of gravity.
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How can I not love you from a distance when you breathe the same way I do, Have the same needs I do? Search for the same purpose and meaning that I do ? Why must there be me over here and you over there that do not live in the same world?
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It is not thanks to you but in spite of you that we have just one day to look down from the top. The mountains we move should have never been there.
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For him, my body was for him.
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For in the wild I feel the safest where the thorns of the invisible hand can not prick me.
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Many times over my eyes have devoured the layers of your skin but I’ve never seen you naked.
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You are a microscope when you are in the present magnifying every sense absorbing the richness around you, don’t lose sight of your insight.
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The cloak of death has favorites when its strings are being controlled by the puppeteer of hatred.
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I remember so little that I can’t forget enough.
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There is no sunrise as beautiful as the one where you realize you are worth a million suns.
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Take a souvenir you don’t have to keep, just pretend you want to remember.
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Though it may be the season I’m not quite in bloom but slowly unfolding to where I may accept the sun and someday bloom.
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If ever happiness happens to forget you even a little bit, never completely forget about it.
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Can you taste the colors your ancestors weaved into, The armors of resilience they wore; Can you taste the colors of the unpaved path before you, waiting to be colored by you?
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Living in a constant paradox, begging to be held and released by gravity, to be grounded and free. But my feet pressed against the earth yearn for the clouds above my fingertips adrift whispering I don’t want to be at the mercy of gravity.
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Where do I stand when neither side recognizes me as one of them.
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