Humble

Posted on by Mike Miller

Penetrating winds engulf the soul

Stripped bare to my essence

No hiding, completely visible

I am humble in your presence

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Your eyes ask to lower my mask

Trying, I cannot answer your question

Words wedged deep, speechless

Inside, my heart holds a confession

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Seasons segue into memories

We become a potent blend

Each sunset leads me home

I am the other bookend

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