Friday, May 23, 2014

river of strolls




Tear down the walls
Tear them down
Down to the ground
We will burn the wood in a ceremonial pyre
Warm yourself beside the flames of my desire
 
Tear down the fears, cold as ice
The ones that keep you running in your dreams
all night
Fill the space that remains with gentle peace
Let the lifetime of running in place cease
 
Tear down the guilt, the anxiety of the shame
Let yourself know my love as sweet rain
Falling softly from my heart here, up high
Let the music of your long held breath
out in a slow sung sigh
 
The tasks of your tortured time have taken their toll
The paths of our tender time will create a river of strolls
Let the river show us the paths we are to travel
Walk them with me, your chains we will unravel

Until you find yourself fully free
Take my hand, darling.....walk with me
We will walk until your conscience stills
To the soundtrack of the crickets and the whippoorwills
 
Tears of joy travel down your fair face
Allow the humble healing, gather up the grace
As your fortresses fall, gently put asunder
Walk with me in the sun, the rain, the roaring thunder
 
Tear down the walls
Tear them down
Down to the ground
We will burn the wood in a ceremonial pyre
As we bid farewell to the past and
sing hello to our desires

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