Rising love

In absolute awe,
perpetuated in
the helms of
support

Acknowledging that
one is never alone,
but sometimes feeling
no one is seeing or listening
and then the bell rings

Tears flow like the river
and being embraced with
the comfort of love

Not looking for anything
that is not genuine,
but complete sincerity

Echoes rising, and arms
reaching to dry the tears
of security

The journey resembling
the turbulence that is needing
when ascending in the air

Enjoying the flight
and waving goodbye

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