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
Copyright © Carl Huffman | Year Posted 2010
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