Caught
Wanting to understand
Listening to the words
Not knowing
Understanding the pain
Understanding the loss
I just listen to the wind
It moves through me like the breath of God
It moves over me like an artists’ brush
It runs through my hair
Flows through my soul
And leaves with a whisper
Like she never visited at all
Just be on…there is love
Alone with my thoughts
It is love that graces me
That moves me
Causing feelings to rise
To emerge
Wanting to pass through
Getting caught in my throat
Why do I hang on so
Allow to rise
Time heals
That which is broken within
(That which flowed through while listening to Alcatraz by Hey Rosetta)
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