lay beside my heart, when i fall asleep

Lay beside my heart
When I fall asleep

Count the number of years
I walk by the street

Console my heart
There’s a door at the end
of the trip

Call gently
From the valley
that mourn pass the wind

Search my soul from the smoke
that hurries the
rhythm of grief

Naked my body
From the axe that fell
upon the tree

Call bid
thy ears I whisper still

And I would tell
There’s a light
That follows the leaf
that settles upon the stream

MO.

Image courtesy: thecontinuingwitness.com

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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5 Responses to lay beside my heart, when i fall asleep

  1. Elan Mudrow says:

    Nice. I like your writing. More please.
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    passiontorn.wordpress.com

    Like

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