i sing my own lullabies
my song is the earth
into which you plant your feet
hoping for the stability of another day
while sculpting the songs of tomorrow
my song is the earth
into which you plant your feet
hoping for the stability of another day
while sculpting the songs of tomorrow
I just keep rereading…
its like a chant
I just finished singing a chant I improvised on the spot. It happens sometimes when I’m emotionally shut down or overloaded. I feel a lot better now. ^^
breaks my heart to think of you shutting down…
Beautifully brief. Thank you for sharing this.
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Really love these lines.
What I like about the imagery is the great sense of simultaneous contraction and expansion it gives. Fantastic.