I just found this on my computer. Not sure when I wrote it.
"The wind chimes clash together in an un-united melody, a
sound so unsettling yet so beautiful that my ears can’t help but listening
Her high-heeled gait breaks through the sound of the tea
kettle singing as she walk down the stairs towards me.
Her hand brushes my shoulder as she walks past. Click,
clack, click clack
There’s a bird outside my window singing the prettiest tune
to the lilies about how wonderfully dressed they are.
The reassurance of a promise long ago given.
Fear not my child, your father knows exactly what you need.
The radio played a sad song but no one was around to cry.
Wedding feasts contained laughter but no body danced.
The street preacher is calling for repentance while a man tv
is asking for my money
And somewhere a baby cries for the very first time, bringing
a smile to it’s mother’s face
There’s a violent storm raging in my heart
The thunder speaks louder than all the words of man
But I’m still waiting for the whisper that is your voice
To speak truth and peace into my soul
There’s a crack in the window that turns this blustery day
into a summer breeze
But it’s January and the wind is cold
Set my soul on fire, like California in the summer"
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