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Friday, 13 November 2009 07:20
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Qur'an, mug, and beads
by Taubah Blackman

secrets there, do whisper; come journey on my wings.
come sing along the winds embrace and silent calls to dream.

Yet tremble under all who dare, the cries do heal the soul.
In drifting on sweet melodies each captured do lose control.

in joining dare to find embrace in fears that linger there,
to sweep atop the dripping tears that pushed through nights despair.
 
In trusting where the shadows roam, come find me longing for...
in grace that sings your melody, for courage waiting at hearts door.
 
whisper through closed lips, the trapped do crave defeat,
in searching do they weary on at endless storms retreat.
   
For truth but slips within cracked eyes the glow of night does ponder
and caressed inside a soul of pain makes shifting fear much stronger.
    
Come journey on my wings.
so lost...
you wish to prove your value
yet worth pours out of piercing hearts
and those pangs you refuse to bow to.
      
In floating- let your worries wander, let crystals clear your way.
let go of all the drifting thoughts, that beg our heart to stay.
      
in soaring- ease the staining pain your lips never dare to speak
through living- embrace your cherished wonder and your truest.. self do seek.
Last Updated on Tuesday, 17 November 2009 14:23