to stop and say goodbye
after the dance has finished
leaving silent footsteps in the wake
of this wave as i turn
and leave you there alone
to bend a little backward
affording you the space
to lead every once in a while
and leave your own mark
on this path of ours
to act with the human intention
of bringing you forth
whole through this experience
instead of the hollow shells
i leave never saying goodbye
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
i never remember
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There is an ethereal beauty in being allowed to follow One that understands what it is to lead.
Respect is earned, and giving someone room to breathe, to stumble, and to fall... reveals an inner strength that i highly respect.
*curtsies low and deep*
Thank you for the dance, Sir.
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