A Poem
To hold still
And breathe easily
As the sun goes down behind pink clouds
Alone on the outside
At home on the inside
At the end of days
Making my choices
Seeing the signs
Breathing easily
As the stars come out
I open my palms to the sky.
To hold still
And breathe easily
As the sun goes down behind pink clouds
Alone on the outside
At home on the inside
At the end of days
Making my choices
Seeing the signs
Breathing easily
As the stars come out
I open my palms to the sky.