When Rest Finally Comes
- Grace Davies - poetry
- Oct 6, 2020
- 1 min read
My head rests,
so do my eyes,
on you,
in you,
I see my dreams take flight.
My fingers dance across the water
a trail of silver left,
I listen to the lapping liquid
and hear your voice within.
Stillness has come,
your heart beats a rhythmic applause,
I always knew this was the place
I’ve been forever seeking.
Whispers of I love you
written on the wind
are carried to my heart,
a shining star within.
And I am held.
A snapshot of truth,
which continues on
forever forming
into this.
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