Every day I wait, every day it’s
clear,
with the setting of the sun, from
the shadows you appear,
I welcome your breath, I welcome
the release,
all the weight it just dissolves, I
am grateful for the peace
you bestow on me, gifting me with life,
freedom’s found when in your
spell, down the path of silver light.
Waiting for him to come home...
ReplyDeleteLovely, lovely poem, friend Shadow … Every day I, when I see the sun, I'm waiting for the moon … and very night, when I see the moon, I'm waiting for the sun … Did you see the gigantic snow moon on February 19th? Always, cat.
ReplyDeleteOh! this is so gorgeous. It is filled with pain ,yet gives one hope and life to celebrate!
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