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I Write at Night

I write at night
When the house
Is still
And the moon is out
And dreams are real…

I write at night
When I
Am still
And my thoughts clear
And visions appear…

I write at night
When I
Breathe ruach
And the divine whispers
There’s more, my dear…

I write at night
When this life
Fades away
And my kingdom come
Seems almost here.

I had to run today

I had to run today

for those who can’t

and won’t ever

again

because of yesterday

and last week

and last year

and years ago-

 

I had to run today

because I always run

for me

for my health

for my heart-

 

But today

I ran for him

and her

and them

who can never run

again

without pain

and hurt-

 

I had to run today.

 

The Words Flowing

I was overwhelmed by the words and the flowing beauty of the words that came over flowing.

I had forgotten what it was like to be overwhelmed by the over flowing of words flowing out.

The courage creativity of pouring out an outpouring of emotion.

The joyful celebration of youth youngness and unknowing.

I was overwhelmed by the words flowing.