Tomorrow Flies on Next Heartbeat
Is it time to fly again,
welcome sunshine
that brings new day?
The love that comes
with me
isn’t whole anymore.
A part of me
will stay behind
to caress what was
and could still be
after seconds, days,
or long years
pass into all tomorrows
where clouds become a bridge
to inner self
and longing
to believe.
Listen to heart
it knows the way,
it sings,
finding your way in maze of rivers,
each song a new beginning
come from twilight
on wings of dew.
You are still one
with who you were,
you always will be
there, here
back again.
© 2022 Amy Christie
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a very descriptive piece, thanks for sharing!!