Life is a Dusty Desert...: You're here with me.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

You're here with me.

There are days when you feel like writing a novel
There are days when you feel like singing for someone
And then there are days when you feel like reading a novel
Or there are days when you want to listen to someone sing their heart out
But today I just want to see you
I want to read your thoughts through your eyes
I want to hear the words flow from your mouth
And even though I know I can't because you're gone
You will always be here inside me
You've made me different and coincidentally you dwell in my heart
And with every beat you course through me
Now I am strong
Now I am happy
All because I knew you

Dusty

1 comment:

LarsSeptember 25, 2011 at 7:16 PM
This is sweet! I like it a lot!
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My Dusty Desert

Every dune seems to climb higher and higher. The sun gets brighter and brighter. The sand gets hotter and hotter. I stumble down the pillar of sand to find that I would just fall to the ground anyway. As time passes and my nap ends I hear the song. I hear the beautiful sound that breaks my heart and expands my soul and causes my mouth to fall open. It's no where near me but I can hear it. That's what matters. I climb to my feet. First a crawl then a walk then a run. By the end I am frolicking up and down the wave sand mountains towards the beautiful music only to find nothing. The fleeting song tries to leave my mind but jam my finger in my ear to keep it in. Sure I found my way to an oasis. To shelter and eventually out of the desert, but that song, that wonderful song is still in that desert asking for an ear to hear it cry out in sweet melodic joy.