I am a thousand winds that blow…

I am the diamond glints on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain

I am the gentle autumn rain

From the poem “Do not stand at my grave and weep” by Mary Elizabeth Frye

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“Let Me” – 02/04/2017

Let me greet you
As the sun does the sky
Let me sate
every emptiness
Until all you feel
is loved

Let yourself feast upon
My admiration
Until you are beaming
Until those cold, dark, places
you once lived in
Seem so far away
They are now as unfamiliar
As the desert is to rain

Let us dance
under the light of the moon
Until the stars stop shining
For it is until then and only then
My heart will cease to see
That when I am with you
I am closer to myself
than I could ever be

© Darksider Confessions