A feather fond of heart

poem by: Robert Kohlhammer
Written on Jul 29, 2017

The heart is like a feather
I owe myself the peace 
In the moment the holy father 
trust to follow belief 


If I find myself aching
Surrounded in atmosphere
deeply silent whilst making
nothing from feeling fear 

If I were to open a door
but leave it at a jar
the volume of temperature
would brighten up with some luck

Tags: deep, hope,

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Ja Ja commented:

Let it all come in And then you're bound to win

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