remember to crouch
down put your palms on the dirt
say a prayer that's not for me to know
earth will hear she is listening knows
your voice as your blessing murmurs into her she will
know you.
They're only people in there
sitting on hard chairs legs folded on timber floor
and they want you
that's why they're here
hungry for your voice
they want to feel it seep through skin into bone
invite mesma let it
carry let them ride
Before you go in
understand it's a moment
an echo
Now that's a resounder!
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ReplyDeleteI have to keep reminding myself of that
just the rest of them honey just how it is. x
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