Some mornings, I like to live like a secret; wake as quietly as I can, slip out of bed without so much as a wrinkle.
SCHUYLERI know I could be an astronomer of this swooning.
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In a dream, I’m holding you close and when I wake, I do. How lucky, to want and have.
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I’m remembering again, how loneliness has always made me brave.
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For now, I’ll bring what I can to my own four walls. I recognize the purpose, the promise of this: a church is made by its space, by its practices.
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In a dream, my fingertips pulse. I’ll be patient in my blooming. In a dream, I let time pass through open hands.
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I’d get lost in this green, ferns leaning against the trees, soil stuck to my feet, never dream of finding my way back again.
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We’re in spring and I have learned how to be gentle and sharp; strong bark on budding trees. Hold out your hands. I’ll leave a pink kiss and a pocket knife.
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How radiant you are, waiting by the window, watching for the sun to grant you more time to dance beneath it. You’ve let yourself dream again. Even if its in bites, even if it’s in a different voice than it used to be.
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Change is not a four letter curse word I once believed it to be.
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I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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I don’t want to be a saint, I want a love I don’t fight alone to keep.
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I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.
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The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.
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I want to wade into the water on the sidewalk, crawl out of this feeling without giving it a name. Take a lighter to love’s sticky edges so its sadness isn’t caught in my throat.
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I never lose pieces of me, I just gain new understanding.
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I will still live like a ghost in the mornings; walking, listening, pouring coffee to finish sometime by the afternoon, when I’ve had enough of watching the world and do all I can to live in it.
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