All but the vital
Coming over me
A wave
A fresh tidal
How life goes
Easy on Sunday
Holding hope for the
Week ahead
Leaving behind
The week ago
See where this one will take me
Where I will go
Sunday Runaround
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Comes The Breaks
Silence in reflection
Questions
Brought
Through reflection
Resurrection
When progress is made
I might have to step
Away
Hope my hands can
Continue to write
When inspiration
Leaves my side
The morning will be alright
When the sun sleeps
At night
Continue on
Persevere
We must
We have to
Dreams Go
Dreams go
Well before we go
They set a standard
A vision
Dreams light up the dark
And reset our hopes
We wait and anticipate
Actions
As dreams go
Before us
With us
Through us
Let the dreamers dream
Before it is seen
It will be felt and seen
In a dream
So let go
And begin to dream
High Times
Prepare
Rehearse
Ask questions
What takes time
Has time to grow
Waiting for high times
The world we know
Holding hands and making plans
For the uncertainty of life will not own
Us
While we prepare ourselves
For the high times
Big Days
These big days
Come ever so often
After many early mornings
Many hours
In writing
And reflection
They reflect the power of real work
And dedication
On these big days
I embrace the sun
And prepare for what is to come
Concrete Night
Concrete evenings
Late summer calls
Make a last hope
To live in it all
All In One
Eve lights
On side roads
Dim lit
Ways to go
Hold on to our
Withering hope
Of better days
New Springs
Late hopes
While angels sings
We listen
We love
We hope now
All in one
Turn to Each Other
Clear skies
Open nights
Feeling autumn
Calling out
While summers still alive
Hold on hope
While the world turns
Against each other
We turn to each other
How Could You
The great descent
Indecent
Sad and true
Lonely
Ruled
How can this agony be true
What happened to the old
Red
White
And blue
History in motion
Terrible ideals
Now in light display
If we make it through
The next generation will say
How could you
How could you
Trust Us
Trust us
The people
The workers
Bakers
Musicians
Let trust run in the people
Not the controller
The ruler
In the everyday
Neighbor
Let’s trust one another
Stop the clutter
And trust
Each other
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