Audrey Ashira

In Uncategorized on April 14, 2011 at 8:17 am

Walk with me down the mountain briskly
Happily laughing, ever alive.
Walk with me in the morning, my sweetness,
And stand by my side.

You, dear, who make the sky your sketchpad,
You, love, who fill the world with light –
Multi-colored, hidden, resplendence –
Revealing yourself in song-breaths of life.

And dance with me through these valleys, my strong one,
Be to me shelter and courage, delight.
And when I’ve run long and my feet are broken.
Carry me, darling; soar with me high.


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