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It Is Worth It 2/17/14
The moon and the sun should be given a new home.
For nothing is brighter than the kindness you've shown.
I cannot breathe...
And I know you said that you'd gladly
give me some of your air.
But I gladly would stop breathing -
if it meant the slightest touch
because I want you TOO much.
And all the colors of the world
blend and bleed and begin to swirl.
Now I am dizzy...
And I don't know why you would reach
so low or how I could possibly reach so high.
When did light ever mix with shadow?
Or petrifying pain belong to purifying pleasure?
When the Earth meets the sky
and our worlds collide
I'm not sure we can survive.
I feel on the verge of shattering...
You once told me that we can overcome
anything if we truly believe it's worth it.
Every fiber of my being screams out.
Every memory I own vibrates about -
the first time I saw your face,
my eyes were not ready for that embrace.
Sometimes to stand we have to stumble
and to be built up we have to crumble.
And all the times we spent together
makes being alone unbearable.
So I say yes, a thousand times yes,
it's WORTH it.
All the pitfalls and curve balls
and naysayers combined
cannot keep me from the divine.
When I'm with you everything shrinks
to a dot and we have infinite
space at our fingertips.
I am not sad about all that I lack,
for I have you - and you have my back.
The moon and the sun should be given a new home.
For nothing is brighter than the kindness you've shown.
I cannot breathe...
And I know you said that you'd gladly
give me some of your air.
But I gladly would stop breathing -
if it meant the slightest touch
because I want you TOO much.
And all the colors of the world
blend and bleed and begin to swirl.
Now I am dizzy...
And I don't know why you would reach
so low or how I could possibly reach so high.
When did light ever mix with shadow?
Or petrifying pain belong to purifying pleasure?
When the Earth meets the sky
and our worlds collide
I'm not sure we can survive.
I feel on the verge of shattering...
You once told me that we can overcome
anything if we truly believe it's worth it.
Every fiber of my being screams out.
Every memory I own vibrates about -
the first time I saw your face,
my eyes were not ready for that embrace.
Sometimes to stand we have to stumble
and to be built up we have to crumble.
And all the times we spent together
makes being alone unbearable.
So I say yes, a thousand times yes,
it's WORTH it.
All the pitfalls and curve balls
and naysayers combined
cannot keep me from the divine.
When I'm with you everything shrinks
to a dot and we have infinite
space at our fingertips.
I am not sad about all that I lack,
for I have you - and you have my back.
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Lakeside Zejel
Alongside the morning sun, the pale moon still glows
And I rise, listening t the stream as it flows
As it sings in harmony with the verdant forest boughs
Rising to my feet, for a moment I stand still
Listening as a zephyr dances where it will
Standing awestruck by the spring's vast poetic skill
And songbirds sing as each flower begins to grow
As the light mist vanishes from the lake
The sorrow deep within my soul I try to shake
But the ripples in the water soothe my heartache
And for the briefest of moments, God's mercy shows
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c: your passion can ignite my sometimes dry-stick souland you know better than most that i'm not the kind that sits around the bonfire, but with you i'm reminded that there's more to life than the to-do list and i can relegate it to kindling as we roast marshmallows on its remains.
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Now, for my story. Myth and legend both tell us that a hero's story starts with an unusual birth. This should have told me from the start that my sister would be such. After all, I carried her. No, she is not my daughter. I am, to this day, what you would call a vir
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OH WOW such words that invoke passion that one can feel from this piece. I love this one alot !!!