Clouds tinged purple with twilight
Hang above two lovers
Perched on a grassy hill
Enjoying the company of birds
And each other
Dusty purple paint coating the walls
Of a bedroom left unused
The return of a child
Thought long gone
A healed family hugs, encased in these walls
The color purple has been used for years
As a sign of royalty and wealth
Maybe not material
But we are fortunate all the same
Grains of sand bathed in sunlight,
Hiding treasures beneath it’s harshness
Dig down deep beneath
And maybe you’ll find something,
Truly worthwhile.
In the sand there are many treasures
Just waiting for someone to be willing.
Willing to get burned or scratched,
Caring enough to search.
Sunswept Sand on a beach,
Hiding beautiful things
That are only beautiful to some.
So bright
So present
a veil protecting us
This shield
which could be oppressive
humidity clinging
to every cell
But this promise is dry
clear-cut
to the point
We know the expectations
which bind us
to one another
Light was brought
to the darkness
Safety overpowered cruelty
Here is a place
we can rest
without threat or pressure
I lay down my head
and dream of the stars
so close to the sun
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