I must keep your memory alive
So in the early morning hours
When my mind is healing
Floating
Gliding on sleepy waters
So in the early morning hours
When my mind is healing
Floating
Gliding on sleepy waters
Like a skiff for one
Rocking gently pulsing with the
Rhythm of love's peaceful swells
In between the tides
When the chill of dawn seeps down upon my arms
Above rest's blanket and I realize too soon I can't hold on
I must keep your memory alive
So when the spell signals dissolve
And my restless heart beats quicker
Like a tiny bird discovering it suddenly lies
Captive in the hands of gods who lift it
From its secret nest
Not knowing what the danger of the day brings
I must keep your memory alive
For it is still within your arms
That I was safe and home although
You're in the land of dreams and spirit now
And you keep floating farther still
With every storm
With every natural cycle of come and go
Your shadow on horizon smaller, distant
Til the darkness settles deep over the deep
And in that silent unfathomed world
Where only true devotion's sails still venture
I must keep your memory alive
- Colleen Lloyd
February 14. 2013
Just now (7am)
In bed
Hurricane, Utah
I miss you Dad and everyone in my past
Even if you are still here
You still become a memory
I will hold onto
Rocking gently pulsing with the
Rhythm of love's peaceful swells
In between the tides
When the chill of dawn seeps down upon my arms
Above rest's blanket and I realize too soon I can't hold on
I must keep your memory alive
So when the spell signals dissolve
And my restless heart beats quicker
Like a tiny bird discovering it suddenly lies
Captive in the hands of gods who lift it
From its secret nest
Not knowing what the danger of the day brings
I must keep your memory alive
For it is still within your arms
That I was safe and home although
You're in the land of dreams and spirit now
And you keep floating farther still
With every storm
With every natural cycle of come and go
Your shadow on horizon smaller, distant
Til the darkness settles deep over the deep
And in that silent unfathomed world
Where only true devotion's sails still venture
I must keep your memory alive
- Colleen Lloyd
February 14. 2013
Just now (7am)
In bed
Hurricane, Utah
I miss you Dad and everyone in my past
Even if you are still here
You still become a memory
I will hold onto
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