The quiet poem

The quiet poem

is the silence of knowing

it needs no explanation

feigns no frailty image

answers no question

and only seeks to be

Those who ask too many questions

will get thrown aside

passion is not for the logical

passion feels with the heart

Your calling is too big for this place, too big for these people, you must run to the next level, feel the wind against your dreams

yelling into the deep blue

ive finally come

and it’s going to be okay. I let it all go.

If I told you my destiny would be bigger than oprahs.

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