resurrection song.


sometimes it aches when i realize you're gone

not in the real sense

I see you

you're standing right there 

but my heart, it beats differently

like it no longer remembers its design to leave room for the rhythm of yours


I smile when I remember though

that the prettiest of flowers bloom after the dead of winter

and sometimes we're made strong enough for one more song

a resurrection song

the kind no one could forget 

its rhythm will have us dancing before the world


sometimes I wonder if you like the way your heart beats now

I hope you do

but my guess is you forgot

the depth of the song you were always created to sing


- bury it




kristie dunnigan