Where The Sun Goes Up…
written by: Dr. MOLLY JOSEPH
with the sun
on your face
the wind
chiming in
a thousand
whispers
I meet you
at the threshold…
paddling
through life
its stressful
waves,
beating
the heat
of unbearable
angst
with the
quiet rebellion
of many a
scorching
summer,
I meet you
at the threshold…
behind us
spread
the yawning
void
of beaten
paths
cobwebbed
corners..
onward
we traverse
chiselling
our ways
smelling
the earth
that
stretches
anew…
blessed
our births
destined
to meet
on radiant
shores
where
the sun
goes up,
when
the moon
is low..
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