I want to comfort the world

I want to comfort the world,  but the world does not accept me.  It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother,  who can then comfort you...

Thursday, October 21, 2021

Small Voices

 Small voices,

even smaller secrets 

hidden in constellations.

Short stories,

of an unknown past,

one that’ll lead us 

to a future

none of us

has yet matured enough

to be able to claim.

Sacred poetic poems

all captured in the eyes 

of the starry night skies

bestowed upon one special person.

Last night’s whispered words

left me saying prayers 

like a child making wishes

blown into the wind &

on the backs of dandelion seeds.

Sometimes,

nothing feels real

a daydream 

you take part in,

while the truth is

others testify that life’s a test,

make one wrong move & 

there’ll be no recovery from it.

Take things in strides, but 

don’t forget to read the fine print.

Make a mistake, but

remember to learn from them all.

Small voices speak wisdom 

into the air, you breathe,

don’t regard it for the air full of pollution,

with the gibberish, 

your peers advertise to you as knowledge.

Remember it’s a life we all take part in.


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