Flicker

 

It may not be visible at all times but it's always there.

You just have to know how to look.

It's in the sky.

It's on land.

It's in the sea.

It's deep inside you.

It's deep inside me.

What is it?

What could thing be?

It is light.

It's glow radiates and illuminates over all.

It warm carcess, rejuvenates and heals.

We have it.

We can see it.

We drawn to it.

We all require it to live.

Be free hearted with it.

Bask in it.

Allow it to teach you how to live.

Let shine brightly and give it away lovingly.

Allow it to to dispell darkness and awaken you keen senses and incite.

It is eternal and never fades.

Do yourself the hugest favor and shine your light.

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HLH©3/16/22

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For me

I'm not for everyone and that's alright.

I don't need to be understood by all.

I don't need to be liked.

I don't look forward to defending everything thing I say.

I know difficult, stubborn, and ornery I can be.

That's just who I am.

I can only be me.

I can't accommodate each individual I meet.

I can't tone everything down about me just to appease.

I know many find me cold.

I know many find my strange.

Some people even  call me slow.

I let people like that think what they think.

I go on knowing what I know.

I will admit that it gets lonely sometimes.

I think deep thoughts like that in the middle of the night.

I'm not everyone's cup of tea;and you know what that's perfectly alright.

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Lullaby

 

You were an incomplete thought.

A vision of what may have been.

I don't  know why it turned out this way.

I blamed myself.

I even cursed God for a  spell.

I was looking for answers.

I was looking for someone to blame.

I only had one job and was to protect you.

You'll never feel what is like to grow.

I'll never see you take your first step or hear you speak your first words.

All I have is memory of what may have been.

You never even got to draw your first breath.

I will remember your spirit for eternity.

I will forever mourn that lost part of me that never got to be.

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