My stern house stands on
Grains of sand, where winds of hurt
Knock me down in love.
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Looking out windows
I hear the sorrows nearby
From barred heights I stand
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the world never quiets
listening for a whisper
my ears grow tired
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languidly I rise
to step onto shaky ground
strength beneath my feet
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oh come yogic flow
tell me I am strong, like trees
rooted with within
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ask, what me brings me joy?
I tell, just this exactly
Living, wanting more
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quiet! Anxiety
the pull within to live more
I cant shut you up
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(elongated haiku)
enmeshed in the dust
of the corners of this life
I would rather be
Than sitting pretty,
mounted on a perfect wall
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(reverse haiku)
she eats the bread of sorrow
it fills her belly
but never sustains her soul
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God lives in this house
And too lives on the
night streets
Alive where lights are dim
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(elongated haiku)
present in the tears
when no bread has risen up
too present in joy
when our bellies are filled up
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why do I cry to
the mysterious unseen?
Unknowing I cry
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I silence myself
To hear the cries from within
Caged in my prisons
I cry to be free
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with my eyes it seems
every foreigner belongs
to my family
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