Thursday, June 25, 2015

it's when you stop running

and sound is a movement
the river is a laugh
I watched move down
the mountain's back
 and she would never stop to breathe
but faster fly and stronger heave
it's not like I can run that path
and not look back- to not look back
 
would fill my lungs with newborn air
and empty every dying thought
let go my unforgiving heart
let something die, and something start
stillness wells up as strong as she
I wrap myself so I can't breathe
I fear the sound of when you'll leave
or just don't know when I am free

4 comments:

  1. "...let something die, and something start..."

    So beautiful!

    P.S. i love rivers and i love your pictures...

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    1. Thanks Sarah! You're very sweet. :) sweet to see you the other day, too!

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  2. CHARIS!!! Another wonderful post! The third picture is absolutely beautiful!!!!

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