Not knowing… REBLOG

All about you, I’d like to know
the things that make you smile
the ‘car crash’ that still hurts you
the love you lost, still feel.

All lives have wounds and splinters
not all have you as I do, or me
as you, to heal, to mend, to restore
faith in, in being, giving, feeling.

Open a door to your inner self
without fear of slamming in your
face so perfect, even with a tear
shed knowing not knowing you.


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EDC Writing / believingsightunseen.com
Not knowing…

14 Comments on “Not knowing… REBLOG

  1. Tara, I’ve had a muddy morning in England, digging, cutting back hedges, stuffing the car full of nature’s debris, heading for recycling, a robin flitting worm to worm exposed on now raw earth – where I find myself thanks so much to you…

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