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Exhale
 
The night is whistling, ringing, vibrating with overflowing energy
She is there still, speaking to me through the din
Her voice interwoven with the harmony of the crickets’ sonata
Exhale, My Son
Exhale
You’re safe
More stars than my eyes can see
And then a million more exploding through the thick black
She is reaching to wrap her arms around me, envelop me in her magic
I almost didn’t make it here
Exhale my son
You’re safe
I have you

By BJG

© 2012 BJG (All rights reserved)

 

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