The encapsulating dew drops of time stands still inside of me
When the winds of the departed glaciers melt away
Tainted memories of you
How many broken bells must we ring to awaken the truth lies beneath us
However high and low was your point of breaking downs until you
Taste the lies
There are heartfelt realizations of an earnest apology and
The stumbling
Downward to uproar tundra of unforgiving angry falls
No matter the distance of the illusions of space between our times
Fate seems to navigate with our internal engine to find what was meant to
Be found
It is the fractures of moments that lures us to cherish and cautiously Recapture the chills
With each closing and opening of these paths to redemption; we found our Soul
Somewhere and something will always remain silently still and yet it stuns Our hearts to wake us
Trickling down beyond the controls of how a lesson we all linger to let down
Saturating each additive for the seasoning to our own dying song is what Eats us
At times it was the unrefined and undermined matters that may be the Quench to our thirst
It is not the must-haves and should've been; sometimes there are no Reasons
With rough and raw edges comes the simplest and truest formations to Our chambers of love
About the Creator
Aiyan Turley
Returning to Innocence to my Soul for I have lost it through trauma
Remembering the golden timeline of any moments of my life
Renewing myself every day since each day is a Blessing
Rewinding the Ambrosia of my Love
Run, but do not fear
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