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whispering wind Dec 2017
There is no plan — no agenda. 
No lies or falsehoods.

I don't believe in fairytales.
I can't see the truth in such stories.

I don't believe the fear in your eyes.
Because when I stare back all I see is

your pain
your confusion

the misfortune of the past
the misfortune of the present

and a hope for the future.

But

there is no sense in acquiring safety for one
and not for all.
whispering wind Nov 2017
I'm scared and confused
by the state of the world.

I'm shocked by greed.

I'm hurt.
I'm hurt.
I'm dying.

I'm dead.

I
wish
you
were
dead
too

whispering wind Apr 2016
I love the earth
I love the sun
I love the moon and everyone

I thank the stars and I thank the sky
for being there when I want to cry

I look up at night and feel so small
I am not alone, not at all
whispering wind Apr 2016
breathing can be easy
breathing can be hard

sometimes we forget that we're breathing
the subconscious mind is able to take care of this function
it's really affirming that we can do this

when we remember to breathe, we know it's needed most
my body ceases its equilibrium because of unwanted thoughts
I stay afloat with every breath; the air in my lungs keeps me light
whispering wind Mar 2016
mm
A warm, shining light burns through my chest.
It tells me you are near– it tells me to be patient.

I know that our time is always fleeting.
I know that our time is precious.

Every day I yearn for you.
For you to give me the courage, the strength to go on.

I dream of a time when we don't have to count the days apart.
But I know this in my heart to be true:
that we are connected, me and you.

My one and only;
the person whom I share my love.
Everything I do is for you.

Across the stars, beyond the moon.
Every step I take leads me back to you.
I love you, mark.
Serenity fascinates
openness
wholesomeness
steadiness
brightness
glory.
Ev­erything we should be.
Everything we are.
whispering wind Mar 2016
people used to look at things differently
before a knowledge so absolute
before a metal brick could always tell you the answer

one would look at the sky and wonder where it all came from
are we really better off with all of the answers?
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