Poetry - Rating: PG - Category: Spiritual/Angst
"It's never enough. Cold and cautious, one can't get too close. Or it will never leave you." I wrote it... because someone needs to.
With each day that grows colder, there is a voice that whispers something unknown and true. Something we can never quite catch. But more than anything on earth, we want to understand it.
We follow sunrise to sunset the stories of what it must mean. It’s never enough. Cold and cautious, one can’t get too close. Or it will never leave you.
There’s a snow-covered bridge; I’ve seen it too. It’s beautiful and haunting. You must cross alone. The voice lies beyond there. In a place we can’t see… whispering the words forever.
And I hope you understand now.
A/N: I wrote it… because someone needs to. Rest in Peace. Love, Valerie.
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