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Where do I Fit

by

Francie-Marie Arouet

The clock keeps ticking. Leaving me kicking
and screaming, seemingly alone.
Where has love gone?
As the sun sets in the west
My best has disappeared.
Darkness consumes
Danger looms overhead.
Shadows dance, play hide and seek from the light.
I hold on with all my might!
Keeping hope alive
I strive
To move toward the dawn of the new day ahead.
My nourishing daily bread is fed to me by the loving hand of this powerful Universe I call my God.
I believe.
I conceive of the goodness around me.
Living inside me!
I must share and care to keep the faith I've gained.
I have obtained some sweet serenity.
One through twelve
I delve Deep into solutions and
find conclusions
to open ended pain I once suffered.
No More!
Never Alone
Never Again
I FIT


Destinies Meant To Be

by

Francie-Marie Arouet

Destinies meant to be intertwined.
Two souls meet, then sweet they part.
Lights burning bright, spanning galaxies and eternities.
Forever enmeshed, the imprint of love fossilized in the fibers of those souls we touch.
Those who mean so much
to heal the wounds of our mortal existence.
Carrying through life the essence of joy
not strife.
Destinies intertwined
never mind sorrow, her tears fall and evaporate
for tomorrow they bring rain.
Sweet, pure, life giving rain.
To wash away that which is pain- to bring hope anew with each droplet.
Destinies meant to be intertwined
though part they may
immortal vibrations stay
with the soul they once touched!

Lost to Me

by

Francie-Marie Arouet

I fought a battle I knew could not win.
Still I kept hope that I would be victorious.
Relentless to the end, my strength became my weakness.
Slave for ever more- I am bound by my own wretched thoughts.
New battlegrounds arise from the ashes of my defeat.
Morality can be the only victor now.
You are lost to me so long as you remain encircled by golden hues of the law.
Your heart gone from me, so...
Freedom is the carriage I ride.
Love is my name and the code I choose to live by.
I wish you joy and peace for the rest of your days.