Less - Dyan

When you leave it doesn’t hurt me

It doesn’t hurt me so much as it heals

Less a love than an idea

An idea I had

Those are the shadows I keep walking through

Over the mystics I’ve stopped looking to

Grateful for nothing and nothing we lose

How can I say what is missing

What is missing when language is gone

Less a love than a delay

A delay in the end

Listening for voices when only you heard

Trusting they’re certain when no one is sure

Desperate for feeling collecting your words

Image of faith but it is burning

It is burning a hole in my hand

Less a prayer than a reminder

A reminder to go

Circling back to make life where I stand

Hold up your memory any way that I can

Claiming the thread of the life you began

Claiming the thread of the life you began