Leaving The Dust Behind
Sometimes having the strength to let go is the deepest piece of our soul.
It began
in a very ordinary sort of way.
Now the dust lays at our feet.
My heart has taken root
in the whisper of agony.
The dance is over
your fingers melt from mine
only the wind in between.
Our forever cannot speak
its pain muted by apathy.
The blinded fortune of fools
left forever in destiny's hands.
We will go on in a separate path
unknown
leaving the dust behind.
Teri Carlson
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