mind and soul
truth nestled inside;
be it of compassion
and kindness
be it of rage
and harmful deeds.
Might one be fortunate
to be invited into the
plush lodgings of
kindness and compassion
blessed thy be.
Might one be of misfortune
to be invited into the
war zones of rage
and harmful deeds
battle scars remain
unfortunately.
IT’S IN THE…
efforts, the unwavering
determination of survival
the raw beauty seen.
Journeys of self doubt,
regret, haunted dreams.
Scenarios of unhappiness;
past or present ” movie clips”
of life….
IT’S IN THE
final escape from bondage,
the release and relief of
a safe haven now thy
lodging be. Dear love(s)
may joy, peace and laughter
be your shadow whe’er thy
roam and so too might
thy find thy home –
two arms to hold thee
tight, two hands to
wipe thy tears away,
two ears to hear thy words,
two lips to reassure thee.
Blessed love(s) may
you finally be at peace.
©️PSA 5/3/22.
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