WISH
A wish that lingers like soft music longing to be heard.
When you tend to your dreams with loving thought
and let small rituals bring you closer to them
when each day you take time to kneel
beside their nuances and marvel at their beauty
when you trace the outlines of their essence
until you can begin to make out their image
when you smile upon them with gratitude
that they have come to live through you,
the formless desire begins to sing.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING
WISH
A wish that lingers like soft music longing to be heard.
When you tend to your dreams with loving thought
and let small rituals bring you closer to them
when each day you take time to kneel beside their nuances and marvel at their beauty
when you trace the outlines of their essence until you can begin to make out their image
when you smile upon them with gratitude that they have come to live through you,
the formless desire begins to sing.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING