I am

I am not afraid to be alone,
sit in a corner where darkness
easily set in
I’ve seen birds erupting from clouds
I’ve seen sirens and their red lips of passion
I’ve seen lilies,dreaming whitnees
I’ve gone missing in the wild of a story
I’ve collected feathers of shadow
I’ve weeped into the hands of the night
I’ve seen God pitching tent on the sea
I’ve seen Jesus showing his wounds to a child
I’ve seen lightning roving a boat of hallows
I saw you bidding me goodbye .


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