Friday, April 6, 2018

~Change Revised~


if you
show me
the road
I will
find my own
another day
is gone
take the
chance before
it changes
with the
seasoned wind

I watch
the hazy sun
sink into
liquid gold
there's a
secret smile
warms tenderly
blows my
mind like
a bottle of wine

breathing in
the light
trying to
find the
other side

a flower
on the
pavement rising
from the ground
always laughing
but afraid
we've overstayed

all the
beautiful scars
words, spaces in between
the silences
come flood
this place

the atmosphere
load and clear
the river
never really
changes direction

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

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