been weeping on your porch
this mornin
you didn't see me
the wind kept me hidden
as i tossed hither thither and yon
how you feelin?
i was in pieces across the universe
just moments ago.
our creator has the grandest voice
it's not like ours
it doesn't come from his center,
you know like us.
in its fortissimo
it stirs no leaf
but we know we've heard
by the force which touches our center
embracing our souls
extending Grace
after Grace
after grace
the world is more hollow without you
my love
yet you are now so joyously whole
© 2007
blumndysaug7thmarch3dontcrydarlin'
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