another
My little songs of sorrow
seek the dreams
your silent language
brings me.
No consolation,
no passion,
no murmurs of discernment
in the healing rain.
Only the impossible
whispers of your
heart, impoverished
and empty,
wordless and deep
in the redemptive
determination of
your love.
----©Laura Sorrells 2014
all rights reserved
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another
My little songs of sorrow
seek the dreams
your silent language
brings me.
No consolation,
no passion,
no murmurs of discernment
in the healing rain.
Only the impossible
whispers of your
heart, impoverished
and empty,
wordless and deep
in the redemptive
determination of
your love.
----©Laura Sorrells 2014
all rights reserved
483
views
3
faves
2
comments
Uploaded on January 9, 2014