Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Don't Fight It

Show me the dreams you buried deep beneath your fears,
Let fall the fright you’ve held tight from behind your tears;
Follow the echoes of the hope you hide within,
Be born into the beauty of your tender skin.

I long to know the forests of your fragile mind,
Take me to timbers laying, waiting to be found;
You hold the key to treasures concealed there inside,
Take me to the shores where we can ransom their sound.

Tomorrow is too long to wait for what today may find,
Let’s search for you among the leaves of life you left behind;
Draw in the waters that refresh your timid tongue,
Let fly the melodies of freedom songs you’ve sung.

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