Transcend.

When you met me that Saturday morning,
it seemed the world was still drowsy,
fog bewitching lonely crops,
children soaring through dreams,
mothers clinging to rosary beads...
but my heart? My heart was tired
of silences and destitute smiles.

You started to sing "Climb Every Mountain",
reminding me to press on through
the clamorous cycle of illusions,
that God gave us choices,
though my mind tastes life for me
and I often become
tongue-tied.

When memories crush the soul,
I must challenge regret, trick it
to set itself on fire so I can
kiss away the embers.

When I can't breathe calmly for me,
I'll do it just (for you).

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Written for Saffie's Prompt Challenge, 9/09/14 @ 11:34 PM