Monday, January 6, 2014

Be Silent

Don't be sore as you were and take part in these contingencies 
Take pride in yourself 
Not in humility

Do not ever bruise your heart because it does not help
You bent petals and stomped them
But they did not break

Savor this blessed place and hold dear my heart to your's
Accept this lenity and artistry
Run, as I run 

You are mine, love
Worry adds no hours

Lie in bed

Be silent