I will sing you comfort when your voice forgets the notes.
I will sing you a clearing in the forest,
a place to feel the warm sun on your back.
I will sing you courage for days when you
need to hear the music again.
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As I take the stage, a new act begins.
Blame like a heavy blanket covers me.
A character from my past has written my lines for today.
I was, who I was… in that story.
I could not have been the lessons I had yet to learn.
My history dictates the life I have in this scene.
You enter the stage to stand with me
placing a firm foot on my blanket’s corner.
Silent action that commits to my life what no other has.
Unwilling to let me sleep walk in darkness.
As I step forward lighter than before.
no longer reciting a past script,
I speak my first words.
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Oxygen continues to enter,
passing straight through fear.
Love will continue to breath for you,
when you cannot breath for yourself.
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I see hope in your eyes.
A flash of light that has been absent.
Just a sliver of believing,
you never thought you could hold.
A small beacon inside,
beginning to send out its light
after a long darkness.
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The falling rain washing clean the road,
pooling for the birds,
freeing the leaves.
These many drops,
falling like the sky wants to share,
a blessing for so many.
Looking at my upturned face,
you wonder why I yearn for dark clouds to let loose.
Pouring forth all they have been holding.
The sky’s release streams down my head, my cheeks.
A trickle drips from my nose tip.
The storm and I let this wind blow through.
The raindrops hiding,
what you will never know,
are tears on my face.
© Ali Grimshaw
A crack,
followed by a breaking open.
As the walls fall,
you will no longer be contained,
held separate.
Grieve and they shall crumble,
until the last stone is still.
Leaving you in a field of golden openness.
Wide and light.
No need for protection.
Bare.
In the warm air.
By Ali Grimshaw
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