My winter heart feels strangely calm
as if the silence were a balm applied
to every grief I ever knew when I loved
you.
And I, before I die, will bloom once more
and you will witness how it feels to watch
me spread my wings of words aloft and
soar beyond the idea of a you and I.
Vicki Woodyard
LIFE WITH A HOLE IN IT
Who has seen the beginning of ending /and the beginniing of beginng/your family has been waiting as you swim past the currents/and reach the good shore /if nobody waited, know that you have done it for ever.
Who has seen the beginning of ending /and the beginniing of beginng/your family has been waiting as you swim past the currents/and reach the good shore /if nobody waited, know that you have done it for ever.
Thank you.
Thank you.