Sometimes
Sometimes the soul
Rises up.
Dances in the sky.
Sometimes
It lies
Defeated on the ground.
•
Somtimes the
Wind gently blows
Through the fields
Of corn.
Sometimes it turns
To cold and wet
Leaving all the earth
Completely shorn.
•
Sometimes the night
Is still and dark.
Sleep comes gently
To my bed.
Sometimes
It’s loud and bright
Bombs bursting
In my head.
Bombs bursting in my head
•
Sometimes
Children laugh and play
Living life
In the day.
Sometimes at night
They cry in fright.
Monsters knocking.
At their door.
•
Sometimes
Overcoming fear
To venture out
To find
Borderless ground,
And Infinite skies.
Sometimes
Without a Light
Retreat, retract.
The bird like soul
Hides away
Our life in closets
Closers Of despair.
Closets of despair
•
Sometimes
The world is great.
Wonder everywhere.
Sometimes
It’s a chain link fence.
Padlocks on the Gates.
Barbed wire
Overhead.
•
Sometimes
It’s a place
Forlorn,
Bereft, and
Full of
Dread.
With
All the walking dead.
All the walking dead.
Sometimes
My hope
Is all I have.
All I have.
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