be still my …

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Must I scrap the stars from my sky,

Tear the roots from my soil,

Hush now,

Quieten the earth now,

That I may breathe  my mountain’s rarefied …

In  and out,

that i may   let out a sigh or reprieve,

Push out the terror in  thine lungs,

My wind of relief.

Restrain the progress,

lest i restrain all eternity.

 

 

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One thought on “be still my …

be sure to purge (thoughts,ideas,complaints) if at all you feel the nudge

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