Heather Z. Hanna Poems

Here is where I can write,
Beside the running creek,
Standing in the filtered sun,
Feeling the cooling breeze.
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I need to choose.
I need to believe.
The truth in your eyes,
The truth in your kiss,
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Nothing hides
The damage of time
To one's body
Except,
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The truth
Is that I love.
It is simply,
Love.
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How to express that which fills and overcomes all my Soul?
There is a width too wide and a bredth to great to see
But there is also a depth, like over water, can be seen but in truth is so much deeper than it appears.
It cannot be touched only felt.
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A voice in the dark.
A sound to be heard.
A vibration of tone.
A dark light of word.
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Through the dark green curtains
The snowbright dogwood floats
As a cloud of butterflies
Above the damp sunlit slope.
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There are flowers that come only with the rain.
They wait quietly below ground
For the wetness that is delivered.
Then up they come into the light,
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I've traveled to many places.
Places I didn't expect to be.
Witnessed the August meteors
From a small Swiss balcony.
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Whatever I do
You are behind me
and support my decision.
This gift,
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