…I look out at the world through your transparent face…
There must always be a secret to be unwrapped at Christmas—that’s the rule
…I want to live doubly – first with you and then afterwards in memory …
you are a ring tone on the phone I didn’t answer
…God and your heart both whisper – incline your ear – don’t just learn from your head…
…you need to travel to see the ocean – I don’t need the ocean – I have the sky…
after life has broken you open, perhaps you may create art
I am a bed of sparks you breathe upon and kindle
we compose our life in stories we tell ourselves
You can be taught to write – you can’t be taught to be an artist
the heart aches through nights—the broken places of neglect
when I see you, I see mystery – a pale moon’s beauty behind a veil of cloud
…you mean you don’t fit characters into a plot? excatly…
He heard her in his heart – whispering from the mist
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