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I yearn for a voice

Chance has it

Will it sing with me?


Cloudy, rainy mind

Drops land heavy

Cracked Earth swells.


In the middle of the night

I go walking out of sleep.

From the mountains of pain

Through the valley of loss

Through the jungle of Chance

Through the desert of hope

Toward a river so deep.

I know I’ve been looking for something

Something to complete my soul.

(Do you know this song? It’s by Billy Joel!?)

Something I never had

Something I can’t get alone.

Something I can’t define

But can attempt to describe.

It can only be held

With a hand lacking grasp

In a hand outside myself

With a heart beside my own.

And now I wade in the river

On my way to the ocean.

My hands are still warm

Remembering those I held.

They had a mountain of pain

And a valley of loss.

They had a jungle of chance

And desert of hope.

I remember them all

As the river gets deeper

As the ocean comes nearer

As I smile at the moon

With her guiding light

In the middle of the night.


After the sun sets

When dreams fill the world

My mind lingers…


Past lightning fields

Across orange groves

In alabaster castles.


I feel home beneath my fingernails

I taste goals between my teeth

I set sail with my emotions

Chasing across the sea.


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