Dreams I've seen you in my dreams splitting through the seams I've sewed, trying to keep you out. Pressing play on the same ol' scenes of what was like a movie classic stuck on loop, even though I've already swept you from my stoop. Yet, my dreams teleport my heart upon this ragged, wooden sloop - a prison you made for me. Still stuck upon this sea with sails that only catch your wind, a sailor bound in captivity. I've lost fear of drowning but feel like I'm burning beneath a sweltering sun and despite this intense yearning for a drink of your waters my heart knows our tale is done. Wake up my sleeping heart! Awake and don't depart! To resist the reins of impossibility is a painfully learned art. Justin Farley
Soul Notes – Poems and Reflections
If you’re searching for meaning in a world that feels too busy, too loud, too dominated by endless scrolling, Soul Notes is a place to feel heard. A few times a month, I send reflections on nature, mental health, and spirituality. Words to carry with you.






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