Upon this soil
I see what I know
All sorrow and love
All pain and joy
Flitting snow
Drifts deep
I endure peering up
To survive the clouds
Fight through this blindness
Ever, always wounds appear
Bleeding still
Endless scars
Grain upon grain
A life of tears
Drown my soul
Dammed up tight
Nowhere to go
A weight of burdens press
Cracks spread more
Crumbling the dike
Without end teardrops fall
All sorrow and love
All pain and joy
Tug them free
Your face, your love
Your anger, your pain
Your suffering, your joy
Ours
Mine to relive
Empty this flood
Drain the waste
Let the blood
Dry it all
Saturday, August 12, 2017
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