On day my heart will stop tearing itself apart,
On day peace and hope will fill it again.
One day I will remember the person I once was
And the person I will be again.
But yesterday my world burnt to a cinder,
Yesterday my best friend broke my heart.
Yesterday everything I though I knew turned to vapor
And a void was left in the place of my dreams.
So today I move on trying to breathe,
Today my heart is carried far from my sleeve.
Today I cry the hot stinging tears of confusion
And regret.
But only for today.
AC 2011
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Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting–
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
© Mary Oliver.
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Do you see behind the pomp and circumstance?
All the words and smiles meant to distract you and I.
I hear the voice in my head saying, “it’s only a flesh wound, you’re fine.”
But my heart bleeds when I see your name;
The shattered picture of my life rises from the dark corner
And I am forced to feel.
I do well most days; to laugh and love and live
But not when I remember.
I enjoy choosing things for myself and creating a safe place
But not when I remember.
There are days, weeks even when I feel my life finding a still point, balance
but not when I remember.
How long till the sight of you stops shredding my heart?
How long till the sound of your voice ceases to bring tears to my eyes?
How long till I no longer dream of you?
They think they know me;
So sweet and kind, a nice person.
They see the lie I wish was the truth,
But beneath it and beyond its short expanse
Is the broken part of me, the part I cannot fix.
I pray that time will make my lies truth.
A. Crossley 5-11-2011
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There are moments I let myself be quiet,
I sit listening to the calmness of my mind
And wonder why so often this feels unattainable.
I feel my heart quietly beating,
Reassuring me that I live and all is well.
My Breath steady and light as I close my eyes.
There is a silence deep inside me,
That is always there, waiting,
So wide and deep that it envelopes all, like a cocoon.
It follows me to the moment when I can be one with it.
It follows me to open my being beyond the day-to-day,
To the place where I remember who I truly am.
AC 2011
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If I spoke into the silence all the things thinly veiled behind my smile,
Would you still love me?
I fear the thoughts in my mind and the anger in my heart.
I tremble at the force of their burning.
But to speak…
The coast is so high, the damage so great
That I would rather let you think what you will of me
Than open a door I cannot close.
AC 2011
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They say that love should be enough,
And in a world where we had no expectations to be disappointed
That might be true; but this is not that world.
I will never be all that you want me to be,
I will never shine as bright,
Be as faithful or attain all that you believe possible.
I will fall and fail,
I will choose roads you would not choose
And are not meant to travel.
But I can not be other than what I am,
I have twisted my body to please you,
Contorted my mind to understand you,
Destroyed my heart for the dream of you.
No longer can I pretend that your dream of me
Is who I am.
Or what I want to be.
Along the road back,
I have found pieces.
Once hated, now treasured.
The only real piece of me was the piece that did not fit.
AC 2011
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On day my heart will stop tearing itself apart,
