Dec 27, 2013

A Soft Roar

With a shift in one defining moment
a common peace can become magnified
a simple train of thought running freely
telling the lost and found I'm different
touch the magic that creates this woman

there is glitter trailing her in the night
in her voice, a soft roar of ocean breeze
accept her as I have, with prized honor
to love what is minimized so often
the change you specifically believed in

do not fear her, the roots under the earth
it is she, quaking the dawn in each light
her supportive bone, aching far deeper
telling peace she magnifies the lost and found
hush your silence, for she has become


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