I think I will stop looking for a home
And settle now for a sanctuary
And gentle in my defeat
And past
I will walk on to the grass
Bare footed
And aching
Amongst the daisies and the clover
With strength only
To admire the view
About the Creator
Elsa Michaela | @surfthought
When you hear a song
One that stops you in your tracks
That seems spoken from your own mind
Do you listen and listen again?
Follow its streams until a tide,
Inside you
Rushes to fill in the small hollow parts
…Yeah, me too
INSTA - @surfthought
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