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Can’t You See Me Through the Rain

Have you ever felt like there was no where to run?
No one there, when all you need is a shoulder to cry on?
Where can you go when you get caught up in the drift of everything that is flowing through your head?
When all the pain comes rushing in and all you do is cry out to be saved, but there is no one there to feel your pain.
You feel so faraway from the world and you are lost in thought.
Just remember that you will find your way home.
You are going to make it alone.
All you need to do is say, that you can make it all the way, through thick and thin, you can make it in.
YOu are strong enough to mend, even if you feel afraid hold on tighter to your faith, and live one more day to make it through the rain.
Do not give in to all the things that pull you down.
You will make it safe and sound.
Keep pushing on and you will see that everything you need will come, if you just keep going a little further.
When people come to push you down don’t be afraid because you can make it all the way.
Don’t hesitate, just walk through the gate and you will see that you have made it all the way through the rain.

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Far Away

– sbh

Some child, behind a whisper
does live for music

Longs

To hear shimmering tones
Melody, high, low, violin – Ashokan Waltz, Take Me Out to the Ballgame, Mozart
The sweet playing of one so young so as to set you heart weeping joyfully

To be touched again by the sweet angry eyes of another child’s longing to feel present
Who begs love because he does not know he is already

To be held with loving grace, the large long fingered hands, 6 feet tall, enwrapped

Some child, behind a whisper does live for music

A child hidden
Masked through firm hand, strong tiny form who dances with headphones mile upon mile upon mile

Young woman’s face
Enshrouded with wisps of silver, white, brown, black hair
The directional lines of The Prophet’s ‘seasonless’ world mapped deep, directional
cause, effect across her cheeks

Some child, behind the voice of conviction
Facts, diagrams, judgments
Saved by music

This child does live for music
Longing to be sung through aged lips