You ask about this barren desert that you find me walking in Where the strings of my heart Are drawn so tight That I cannot breathe or seem To part
You wonder if there is more to life than these cracks I see Or the dust flowing through my hands And what can be done With this need I find I have To run
Yes, sometimes I wonder if there are hills that glow with light Where I know that I can still stand and sing About my endless hope And the joy I know that life Can bring
Do not worry yourself about the place you find me in Though I know it sings aloud to you Soon a glorious mist will come To drench this void and chase away My blues
All in good time, no one can rush another, push them it has to be natural and when the time is right it will happen. There are no time tables or rules to this life, it is what it is. Great write.
I know this cycle all too well…Being too high or too low is the norm in my life; it is the in-between that calls to my heart…This piece hit close to my heart Neva! A favorite sure!
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