Wake me up when September ends..

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Wake me up when September ends!

I wake up. The dreams that I don’t dream. How can you sleep? When you finally see, how can you unsee? The whole life you see is what skips. Skips in an air of breath. The thump of your heart.

I wake up to the pull of the unknown. Wake up to the stillness of the night, the music of the hymn. If I am not ready I am never going to be.

Life goes on. I feel that something is different. Just that I don’t know.

It is September that time of the year again. When the rains have just washed away of whats left. Call of the autumn and oh song of the birds, please answer to me?

The dots that I can’t connect. The stars they only give me clues. While I witness my life from a mountain top. Flying across the terrain I just flow.

This is something different. I have finally gotten your glimpse. Love that never ends. The river that never dries. The songs that forever live. I bow to you.

All I am

All I do

All I do is close my eyes

Smile to the lessons you give

Dance to beats you make

Strings you strum

The lyrics you weave

Poetry you sing

Oh take me away

Take me away to where you live

Oh September

Be it october or november,

Please keep shaking me up,

Oh you wake me up when September ends!

- Dedicated to - The Fruitful Darkness - Trevor Hall

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