The Prayer of Waiting I no longer run after the sky’s retreating hem,I wait like a stone step cooled by evening feet.The land cups a lamp as dusk leans down to pray,And the horizon returns barefoot, scented with rain.
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The Guarded Flame I hold my silence like a guarded flame against the storm,Wordless in breath, yet burning softly with truth.It leads me like a river through moonless night,Showing my steps what my tongue cannot say.
Keep Moving I carry my destination like a lamp in my chest,Its small flame knows the road better than my eyes.Dogs bark along the way, sharp as stones on tin roofs,Their noise rising like dust behind my heels. If I turn back to throw words like pebbles,My footsteps scatter like frightened birds.So I walk on,
The House Without Doors I step into a house with no doors,like dusk slipping into light.A silence sits beside me,steady as a lamp in wind.It walks with my life like a shadow that never frightens,And stays the way a river remembers its bank, even in flood.Only then do I learn its name: friendship.
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Where Love Learned To Wait I was never taught the art of hiding.Not love –it flowed from me like oil from a lit lamp,meant only to give light. Not sorrow-it settled in me like morning mist,thin, patient, and faithful. And never your name,which rose within methe way temple bells rise at dawn –not to announce,not
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Seven Quiet Colours of Goodbye I hear you speak of a life braided with many turnings,Like a river splitting into countless arms,While my heart has learned only one narrow path,A pilgrim’s road worn down by hope,Ending where your name once glowed,And now grows dim. You turn away from one more dawn with me.So let me
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When The Sun Is Still Ours Life is a fragile lamp, glowing on borrowed oil,Each sunrise a gift, wrapped in gold and silence.Tomorrow is a door that may never open,So drink this hour like dew before it fades.
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To Smell The Flowers I am here for only a breath of eternity.I walk without hurry, without a heavy heart.Again and again, I let my soul bend low,To breathe in flowers and linger in beauty.
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Grace of Tears Tears dropped from my eyes when my heart could carry no more,Like rain released when the sky bows to grace.In that sacred falling, sorrow was washed clean,And my heart learned to breathe in quiet light.
The Place I Was Afraid To Go I stand before the cave I fear to enter, dark as a sealed night, My fear clings to me like cold mist on stone. Yet the treasure I seek glows within, like dawn sealed inside the earth, And stepping in feels like a door swinging open, letting my
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