Author: Crisie Hutchings
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The Embrace of Healing
My resolve has fled into the dark night And has taken hope with it. The mystery is I don’t mind it. Not at all. Hope is a heavy burden When it comes with unrealized expectations. Were my expectations to high? Too lofty? Are kindness and compassion too much to ask for? I’m indifferent, which is…
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Welcome to the World
Late last night, Jan 6, 2022, you came into the world with a shout! Grandbaby!!! I have so much to say to you and can’t wait to hold you, but stupid COVID won’t allow it! So I’ll have to wait until you come home. You are another part of our legacy, the beauty that is…
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FORGIVEN
Soft eyes that now give way To a thousand apologies Past demons Chased away by mercy and forgiveness Peace, the voice that beckons Love the song that sings to the broken Humble voice now whispers Where once rage lived there Quiet. Resolved. Living free. Living loved. Living.
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AUTUMN SONG
Sweetly on the breeze He calls me To the quiet Unbreakable Silence To come away And live Leaving the days gone by To pack them away And cherish The falling leaves His hand held out To lead me To peaceful rhythms Surrender the noise His soft whisper Bids me to stillness To ponder Reflect And…
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SILENCE
The silence is deafening Where the secret lives It mocks and scorns Taunts and poisons Weaves the lie The fault is hers Here is where The menace moves Salivates to confuse Here in dark And shadows deep Perversion awakes The innocent weep The moon is full Alighting bright Illuminates The room at night But still…
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GOLDEN (A Tribute)
Golden Her hair was golden Waves like the sea Eyes like sapphire Golden Her heart was golden Take you in Like her own Love you home Golden Words like honey Could wrap you up Make you feel wanted Golden Sunshine in her smile Mischief in her glance Open arms Those open arms Golden Like a…
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MOVING ON
“Why can’t you just move on?” I can’t count the times I’ve been told this statement or heard it said to others in conversation. And the truth be told, the proper response to that question is, “I don’t know how.” Have you ever tried to break a bad habit or establish a new one in…
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INNOCENCE
Innocence Pure and beautiful Unreserved Wide open Trust It’s currency Oh so rich in wonder love abundant Laugher It’s language Darkness comes To wound To steal To kill The soul Of innocence Grief Sorrow it’s offering You said Oh King To be As them A child Your kingdom’s glory The world A place that robs…
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LONGING
Longing Buried beneath every question Beneath disappointment It calls out Longing It weeps beneath the rubble of past mistakes of wounds so deep Longing It moves Within me Tossed and swelling Bellowing Whispering Alive Latent yet swelling Longing Longing Concealed in apprehension Alive with promise Tension that keeps it Hiding, waiting Oh that it would…
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THE BREAKING
Between the breaking and coming true Is a place where everything shakes My absolutes Between the Promise and the destitute Is my faith forged in the wake Of all I believe about You And my reason is consumed Between the sorrow and the joy that comes in the morning without warning My questions are undone…
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All I Know of You
//The following is a song that I wrote when I was going through a great time of struggle and suffering. When all my understanding comes unraveled And all I’ve known as certain starts to shake When every question meets with utter silence I can feel the break. I can feel the break When the…
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Let Love……
Your love. Deeper than the darkest ocean. Touching my depths. Healing the wound that came when hearts turn away from you. Healing the hurt I never knew owned so much of my soul. It has to be deep, love, to go down so far. To go down into the lost places. lost hope. lost love. lost sight.…
CRISIE HUTCHINGS 