In Mute

When I tell you why I left

you can believe my words are true.

 

I’ll tell you what I saw

in painted, colored hues.

When I tell you why I went

please understand I had to grow.

I’ll say who called my name

and drew me from my woe.

 

I beg you understand

the callings of my heart.

I beg you understand

why we sometimes must do part.

I long to remind you

of all that is and has been.

And I beg you reconsider:

in each moment, anew can begin.

 

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