When Incredible Coincidences Move Me
IF a cloud becomes to large who moves it to cry it's nurturing tears upon the land?
And if a spiritual power is like a lover then lovers are in the best company who
wear clothes called human skin! Surely no sensible man would think a letter
written to you would coincidentally fall upon your hands (without design) by a mutual
friend; each word i spoke in ink i try to move away from any awakening
of our past misfortunes. Your nights are lovely and quietly whispering of human
love; yet my passion has been under restraint
as thoughts in a bird cage wishing free air
to fly. Yet, i feel my passion makes me
sensible to its impressions and as the
caged bird as is my love for you i begin
to persuade my spirit it is a superfluous
trouble to break free my emotions for you.
i awoke this morning to a bright sun which
greeted me and then my heart which did shone
brightly casting shadows of doubt about
this love you embrace for evenings.
Let us share them? We can write things
in this night and sing and love another!
:: 08-07-2015 ::
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