
Is a kind heart enough
To sustain us?
To keep us afloat in the dark times
When black tides threaten the banks
Of our being
Even as the benevolence of stars shine
Out of the inky blackness
Like spiritual beacons
Reminding us we
Too
Are composed
Of stars?
In the falling times
Emptiness threatens
The emptiness of a child left all alone
Wondering
Dreaming
Waiting
Imagining
She needs the wilderness
Its healing is as essential to her soul
As breath
So she breathes it in
Even as the heaviness in her heart
Thats feels so tired
Searches those wild places
For sustenance and meaning
Truly moving ♥️
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Thank you so much its lovely to hear your impressions..🌹
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♥️♥️
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Move by your words Dark Night
R.e.p.r
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Thanks Alex
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