Grace In Falling

Grace in Falling I have moved through the three ordinary sounds of life to find you waiting next to all the unspoken words and undreamt of understanding you longed for. So we Walked the long mind of winter to become this lost, then wrote "More myth than woman" and titled it with another woman's name as a gift veiled. I could not touch her face with all my words...without suspicion but held her all the same. I see your tears all the unchanged pain exchanged for hope. and find a currency unspent hiding in your pockets with so much earth. here love has only one meaning and the soul cannot defend itself from all the lies I once told you. I am not this Earth or the weapon that frees you with it's own destruction. I can not bring you peace or the love born outside your understanding. we are not these Bodies you tell me. I am fighting for every breath now seeking all the unspoken words and undreamt of understanding I long for but the soul moves on learning who you are and what you have and will mean to tomorrow. the Earth will remember you as love. cwh