To touch human
is to dance when there is no song.
To sing
when nobody else can hear the music within.
To touch human
is to hold my hand
and break away the walls
to hold me close
choosing to hold on tight.
For to you to let go
would be like breathing my last breath
To touch human
is to fear
but go forth courageously
knowing that I might fail
but still clinging onto hope
looking ahead
regardless of the odds
stacked too high up
To touch human
is to help another
to inspire
to encourage
to love
even when inside
it feels like there is nothing left to give
Touching human
the inner light flickers
about to go out
exploding into new flame
of seeing through the sufferers eyes
allowing yourself not to hold back
risking your own heart to save anothers
tasting love
beliving in magic
seeing beyond our own understanding
can you feel it in your soul?
the flickering light?
Dance with me
sing with me
hold my hand
believe in me
climb the walls
touch the light
and you will hear the music
created in my own language
which you can understand
My soul
My humaness.
Love The Almighty Heidi
9 comments:
You are the music, the light, the dance, the touch, and the love. It's your walls I'd climb forever to experience them all.
L-
-J
touch. so much more than skin upon skin...
This is absolutely beautiful.
wow...
Heidi!
these are not words at all...
you've created drops, droplets to be
sipped but not swallowed right away.
beautiful~
Thank you all, this was inspired by those around me, watching somebody hold another, seeing the dance with no music..beautiful, and you all...are beautful.
Did I mention I'm an obsessive pen chewer as well? Does everyone around you absolutely HATE that habit?
Oh yes Marsha..but it keep my pens from being stolen, noone wants em!
Yes - you are all of this and so much more - I would be delighted to accompany you on this path of life.
You know, that's a very valid point. When one is a pen chewer noone EVER wants your pens.
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