poetry

I know this mountain

As I know myself
I am friendly with the rain
The long fingers of the sun
Reach into the green and glowing forest of my mind
Fill my mind with strength
Give my muscles power
And fill my eyes with wonder.

 

Thinking of us

Sitting alone at night
After you are asleep
I think a thousand secrets
That cannot seem to keep.

I remember in the silence
How you told me about yourself.
I think of what we said
And realize this burden is part of my wealth.

When yesterday looms in my thoughts
I push away what is not now.
I keep your secrets
Getting my sleep somehow.

In the morning when I wake
I see the sun.
I am living with your words
Thinkings us as one.        

 

 

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