Steadfast Soul
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Written on March 19, 2025
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Sometimes, I need some time alone
without the echoes of another voice,
the shadows, the silhouettes, the mist
crashing against the night, breaking
through the easy blue of summer skies
Wind drifts in, like a gentle whisper
healing me from the past, the quiet ache
yesterday’s memory growing dimmer
inside, I hear the music of time
pouring out the broken waves, soundless
and full of faith – the legend of a heart
who never falters, always follows
wherever I am, there is the hope, the blessing
one part friend and the other part wisdom,
the chance to love without conditions
the casual colors of light, glistening
restoring the music of a heart who believes,
a feeling that lasts beyond the grief
darkness ebbs, flows through the heat
of a silent prayer and a sensation, a belief
the silky breath of a crisp story, the peace
that comes from knowing this is poetry
broken into colors, shards of glassy scenes
joy unfolding on the heart who believes
in the sun, there is a lingering grace
in the night, there is a breathless praise
in the summer, while the heart aches
there is a beautiful that comes from the soul
who knows about love that has no risk,
love that is always, forever still
breaking through the darkness to stir up
the sound of joy that flows in the soul
who knows…
the wonder of love this alive
love that never lets the heart cry
love that is worth all the memories who try
to silence the wind with the faded sighs,
the shadows who ache to fill the light,
the feelings who remind me why
I will never let go of the pictures in my soul,
pictures of a friend who decides
to follow me, even when I cry
following quietly, even when I’m erupting
with the fury of a heart who’s so alone,
a heart who knows, without this love
there is only the still night to see me through
only the stars to see when I’m blue
only the moon to whisper to…
this is a love that sees me through
this is a love that is forever true
this is a love that is completely pure
this is a love that I’ll always value
from the best friend who is wiser than the moon,
and never lets me down by moving behind the clouds….
Never lets me down, loves me despite my sorrows
love this alive is love that restores my dark
so that I feel the light of love’s breath moving across my heart,
freely offering the silence a sigh that can’t be borrowed
as the prayers of my heart are poured out,
longings to never hear the last breathless gasp
from this friend who holds my heart within his grasp.
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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