I am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take me.
TERAZA FAULKNERMorning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
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There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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I’m like a lost bird. My wings are not broken, but my heart is. Love always kept me flying. But now, love is what keeps me still.
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I’ve been that children, learning to walk. Somedays I’ve fallen, and some days I’ve crawled. But the steps, they grew. And so did my strength. And then I let go of your hand.
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I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
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Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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I’ve painted stars around tears that I’ve cried. And now my pain is a galaxy and every star has a name and every name feels like pain and you’re every star.
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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
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I’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
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