Monday, April 7, 2014

07: Heartstrings

for Cameron

It's not easy being green,
or blue for that matter,
as if you chose your life
and all the little pieces inside,
that sometimes, just sometimes,
cause you to stumble
right where you stand.

How can you see
the path laid out for you
when there are oh so many
whispering voices
begging for your attention,
slipping into dreamscapes
until you must face them.

But face them you must,
and demand that they be quiet!
or at least less loud, please
until you can find your feet again
to run free into your happiness
and only hear your special melody
played lovingly across your heartstrings.


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