Black tears rain down my face
Black as night shedding colors from the day Light dims and the shadow rises, like a foolish dreamer Stars twinkle so far away My reach is not long enough Black tears rain on my cheeks Reminding me of a lost way Families fall Night takes over Love is hard to hold Black tears rise from the early morning mist Grey takes over the land Coarse contact preys on the body Black tears run down my face asking to meet Above the tree line where the sky touches the snow Distraction has no room to dance Space holds silence Silence holds stillness Stillness holds reconciliation Love becomes one By Karen Barbarick-Collins
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AuthorKaren Barbarick-Collins is a Certified Ayurvedic Technician and Wellness Coach, an Accredited Neuro Linguistic Programming Coach and a Registered Yoga Alliance Teacher. She is the founder of Bending Blade Healing Arts. Archives
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