Now we are standing
This hill
Where it went
Living through the valley
Shepherds with sheep
Ideas in the trees
Dirty feet
Though it will always live there
Amongst the feelings
With the wind
In the heart
As the rest
Takes shelter from fear
We settle in ourselves
Settling for clarity
Not from center
A place of fiction
A place from the eyes
The mind
Leaving still
A body that sways to silence
Words in the sky
One word
Repeats
Without a storm it remains
True
While other things must be done
To survive
A future not worth the time
Rolling down the slopes
With a thunder
Claps form the dark
Trinkets cling to fabrications
Stories to get through the day
Stories to cover the truth
Stories in place of time
The lies
Reminding ourselves
To watch the ocean
Learn again to breath
Without words
Hope
Amongst the wings
Are my own
Against the devil in the sky
Simple and clear
Moves with grace
And kindness
This life
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