This is my favorite performance of yours that i have seen so far. It is so powerful and the beauty that you associate with death is refreshingly unexpected. Will you be coming to Cleveland Ohio?
Definitely my favorote performance I've seen of you as well. And I think JP Cooper is phenomenal as well. "I will tie your soul to my ankle and know what it is like to step into a dream." The way you put words together is inspiring. I'd love to see you live. Do you have a website? Or a schedule of upcoming events?
This was one of the most beautiful things I have heard in MY LIFE! I cried like a baby.... loving someone so deeply that death couldn't stop their soul's union and celebration. I am so very moved.
When I was going through my roughest times, I would listen to her poems. I used to pretend she was my sister, telling me hard things to hear when I couldn't sleep. I have so much love for that woman.
I want this performed at my wedding. OMG that was a beautiful compilation of words. I couldn't stop the tears from falling. "There exists a place where we can be still and in love."
I’m playing this exact video at my wedding and everyone will have to listen to the clicking, scratchiness, and cheers in the background of this beautiful piece.
The depth of her words is one thing... but her emotions... I feel like I'm sitting in her front room watching her rant... poetically.. im so in love with her lyricism.
There will come a day Where the fear of death will be the favorite joke passed among-st corpses. And they're already laughing. My love, please don't be afraid. But there will come a day when - when field mice play in our empty sockets. When our bones become homes for living creatures other than our egos. And when time When time jostle our skeletons out of the composition that is me And you. And will write with us love letters that spells I - O - U eternity . If we believe in life after death Then I often wonder why we assume the dead like coffins. When people were never meant to live in boxes. So I pray - I pray our children will have the good sense To leave us a little wiggle room. Leave us exposed like - like stray dogs in a thunder storm. And I will hear the breeze , and not know it as the breeze. And I will feel the rain , but not know it as the rain. And I will behold the sky, but not know it as the sky. Instead, I will hear the breeze And think it is your last return to the heart of my ear. And I will feel the rain And think it is the pin-print of your kiss. And when the rain is tender I will know that something has soften you. When it is violent I will know that something has shaken you. And in this new found understanding Without eyes, ears, hands , or lips.. Our bare bones will make love in the dirt without knowing our nakedness. Imagine- imagine a coarse wind coursing through a calligraphy of weeds In our disrepair we have gardens of ourselves. Sprouts of curious grass shooting from our eye sockets. Our knuckles, hard, smooth skipping stones. Meant for child's play in a devilish sun. Picking it's way through your missing teeth. And neither one of us can keep from smiling these days. And the days, they go unnoticed. And the nights , they go un-slept. And we talk with our souls in the holes in our ribs where organs once sat. Imagine- imagine your skull and mines reduced to grins. Both washed clean of our skins and our sins Growing young again. Forgetting why our skin even wrinkled. Our why we ever furrowed our brow with the plow of anger. Become DUST with me, my love. Insignificant and everywhere, for I will love you even after your marrow has become a low whisper. And your bones, nothing but the snickering of gravel. Let us SOAK in the spaces our shadows leave behind. Your skeleton laced with mines. I will tie your soul to my ankle...and know what it is like to step into a dream. And you will try on my back bone ,and see how bad it hurt me The day you decided to call it quits. I don't remember why you left or why you came back. I don't know how many years have passed. I'm not really sure if years have even passed at all. All I know is the rain falls. You kiss me like a rainfall. The sun ; it bleaches us clear and everyday is a romance. All this to say : we're already laughing. There is a wedding of pebbles and earth worms waiting. When our tuxedo skeletons no longer fits. There is space for our faces to lie. Planted beside forever smiling. There exists a place Where we can still be in love. There exists a place Where we can be still still ... and in love. Just two gentle skulls.
2023 and it’s sinking in soooooooo much deeper than it did a decade ago…. Much. Love to these kindred spirits and any and everyone who comes across this… tomorrow isn’t promised… heal, grow, live and love unconditionally ❤
I always return back to this poem.I have probably watched this video 50 times by now, and it baffles me everytime I look at the views. It is such a hidden gem. I know this is a poem about love but when I lost my grandma this year it helped me realize that maybe death is only that painful and ugly to those of us left behind. I dont know. But this poem is the poem that made me fall in love with poetry. So thank you for sharing your gift Alysia.
I've watched this tens of times. It breaks my heart my heart each time. It never fails. Yet there's a soothing feeling in the very pain it causes; there's a cathartic solace in this yearning feeling. Alysia's words encapsulate the nostalgia of things we may never have had, but still know all so well... Amidst the bullshit of inane relationships, this poem carves unconditional love in true lovers tombstone for eternity. The sweetness of melancholy runs through this song like the waters along my face.. My Love, how I long for thee!
'"There will come a day When the fear of death will be the favored jokePassed amongst corpses And they’re already laughingMy love, please don’t be afraid But there will come a day When field mice play in our empty sockets When our bones become homes for living creatures Other than our egos And when time will jostle our skeletons Out of the composition that is me and you And will write with us love letters that spell "I owe you eternity" If we believe in life after death, then I often wonder why we assume the dead like coffins When people were never meant to live in boxes So I pray that our children will have the good sense to leave us a little wiggle room Leave us exposed like stray dogs in a thunderstorm And I will hear the breeze but I will not know it as the breeze And I will feel the rain but not know it as the rain And I will behold the sky but not know it as the skyInstead, I will hear the breeze and think it is your laugh Returned into the hearth of my ear And I will feel the rain and think that it is the pinprick of your kiss And when the rain is tender I will know that something has softened you And when the rain is violent I will know that something has shaken you And, in this new found understanding Without eyes or ears or hands or lips Our bare bones will make love in the dirt Never knowing our nakedness Imagine, the wind coursing through a calligraphy of weeds In our disrepair we have grown gardens of ourselves Sprouts of curious grass shooting from our eye sockets Our knuckles, hard, smooth skipping stones meant for Our knuckles, hard, smooth skipping stones meant for children’s play And the devilish sun, picking its way through your missing teeth and neither of us can keep from smiling these days And the days go unnoticed and the nights go unslept And we talk with our souls through the holes in our ribs Where the organs once sat Imagine, your skull and mine both reduced to grins Both washed clean of our skins and our sins, going young again, forgetting why we ever wrinkled or why we ever furrowed our brow with the plow of anger Become dust with me Insignificant and everywhere For I will love you even after your marrow has become a whisper and your bones; Nothing but the snickering of gravel Let us soak in the spaces our shadows left behind Your skeleton, laced with mine I will tie your soul to my ankles And know what it is like to step into a dream And you will try on my backbone and see how bad it hurt the day you said you were calling it quits I don’t remember why you left Or why you came back I don’t know how many years have passed I’m not really sure years passed at all All I know is the rain falls; You kiss me like a rain fall The sun, it bleaches us clear and every day is a romance All this to say; We are already laughing There is a wedding of earthworms and pebbles Waiting when our tuxedo skeletons no longer fit There is a place for our faces to lie planted beside Forever smiling There exists a place where we can still be in love There exists a place where we can be still and in love Just two gentle skulls "
Oh I wish Amber Lawrence. But words elude me when it comes to matters of the heart. The ineffable has a way of taunting me, stinging me and caressing me and yet daring me to put a name on it.
Guele Waar You must be her. Your comment is a beautiful interpretation of the poem. I love how you said the nostalgia of things we may never have had. You should go to the dictionary of obscure sorrows if you haven't watched any of their videos. God bless
I don't know if you guys actually read the comments section, but I really hope you do. You all are the single entity in life that gives me hope, and Alysia, this poem single handedly restores my faith in Love when I'm going through hard times. Please know that you touch people's lives and I Love you guys for being yourselves and blessing us with your souls.
The crafting of these words are beyond human articulation....these are divinely inspired. Every word pierces my heart and every guitar note gives me the shivers
Twice a week I come here and listen to this for the whole day. I'm in love with this poem. I hope that when the day comes, I can contact her to perform this at my wedding!
Jesus, I swear I never cry no matter how emotional the poem is, but this one touched my spirit, reminding me of when my grandma said she had a dream that my grandpa was watching her so gentle. Showing her that God is telling her that he is okay. I just cant stop crying.
i've listened to this poem many times, for many years. It has always touched me. A little over a day ago, my grandfather passed. Four months prior, his wife passed. This poem has taken on new meaning for me today. Its beauty still has not failed. And though the reasoning behind the tears I shed for these words has changed, I appreciate the depth and heart of this piece each and every time I hear it. Thank you.
This is my favorite poem ever, I find myself coming back here. It feels like it's engraved in my soul and these words echo from time to time. What a beautiful way of pouring life into words.
I think this is the most beautiful yet saddest thing Ive ever heard in my life! The delivery was amazing and i felt every word. great job! i cant express that enough
My Favorite Poet And Performance . Ive Been Coming To This Post Since I Was 17 (I’m 26) . Still Gives Me The Same Exact Feeling . Thank You Again Alyssa ♥️💯
I cried so much i actually believed my eyes would pop out and the kicker is I have never been in love and i can only take the words you've said as a testimony of a truth which I can barely imagine. Thank you J.P and Alysia ,I felt you message so strong as if you performed it personally for me right here in my room in Zimbabwe. I pray I see you live one day come to Africa....
This is my favorite performance I've ever done. Performing with JP was such an honor.
Amaziiing, love you ! god bless you thanks for one more amazing poem love from portugal sweety
This is my favorite performance of yours that i have seen so far. It is so powerful and the beauty that you associate with death is refreshingly unexpected. Will you be coming to Cleveland Ohio?
Definitely my favorote performance I've seen of you as well. And I think JP Cooper is phenomenal as well. "I will tie your soul to my ankle and know what it is like to step into a dream." The way you put words together is inspiring. I'd love to see you live. Do you have a website? Or a schedule of upcoming events?
This poem is amazing, beyond words! Thank you!!!
You put your EVERYTHING into this poem! Put it all on the stage! Amazing! Bravo!
Still here in 2024 there is so much beauty in this
I come here everyday.
"Become dust with me... Insignificant and everywhere." So beautiful
My fav line too
9 years later and this still the most beautiful poem I have ever heard
The audience's commentary was everything. To the gentleman that said "Nobody's ever said that to me." Sir same. Same.
I don't know how many times I've returned to this performance over the years. Still so moving and powerful. Bless
She's not only a writer, but a painter. I come back to this video frequently and I can recite almost each word.
She's amazing, God bless you alysia.
Exactly me too
deonna perry Every time I come back to this poem, it never fails to move me. I could listen to this all day and never grow tired.
+Jeremy Spradlin Same here
Same here. Absolutely magical
Same
The Year Is 2020 and this is still hitting my heart
The Year 2021 and Its almost 2022 and this is still hitting my heart.
2022!
@@SincerlyNykiaa 🥰🥰and I’m still balling my eyes out
2022!!
It is 2023 and still rewatching this. 💜
"I will tie your soul to my ankles and realize what it is like to step into a dream." THAT LINE!
Deff my favorite
instand chills
Still come back to this performance after almost 12 years 🥹❤️
I swear she explained exactly how I feel unconditional love should be.
This was one of the most beautiful things I have heard in MY LIFE! I cried like a baby.... loving someone so deeply that death couldn't stop their soul's union and celebration. I am so very moved.
"there exist a place we can still be in love; there exist a place we can be still and in love."
When I was going through my roughest times, I would listen to her poems. I used to pretend she was my sister, telling me hard things to hear when I couldn't sleep. I have so much love for that woman.
2023 in the middle of my first heartbreak returning to a video I found nearly 8 years ago looking evidence that a love like this can exist
I want this performed at my wedding. OMG that was a beautiful compilation of words. I couldn't stop the tears from falling. "There exists a place where we can be still and in love."
Me too
I’ve been listening to this for like 7 years plus and I STILL get chills every single time!!!!
I’m playing this exact video at my wedding and everyone will have to listen to the clicking, scratchiness, and cheers in the background of this beautiful piece.
This still remains one of the most beautiful pieces I've ever heard. Reminds me of the evolution of love
The depth of her words is one thing... but her emotions... I feel like I'm sitting in her front room watching her rant... poetically.. im so in love with her lyricism.
There will come a day
Where the fear of death will be the favorite joke passed among-st corpses.
And they're already laughing.
My love, please don't be afraid.
But there will come a day when - when field mice play in our empty sockets.
When our bones become homes for living creatures other than our egos.
And when time
When time jostle our skeletons out of the composition that is me
And you.
And will write with us love letters that spells I - O - U eternity .
If we believe in life after death
Then I often wonder why we assume the dead like coffins.
When people were never meant to live in boxes.
So I pray - I pray our children will have the good sense
To leave us a little wiggle room.
Leave us exposed like - like stray dogs in a thunder storm.
And I will hear the breeze , and not know it as the breeze.
And I will feel the rain , but not know it as the rain.
And I will behold the sky, but not know it as the sky.
Instead, I will hear the breeze
And think it is your last return to the heart of my ear.
And I will feel the rain
And think it is the pin-print of your kiss.
And when the rain is tender
I will know that something has soften you.
When it is violent
I will know that something has shaken you.
And in this new found understanding
Without eyes, ears, hands , or lips..
Our bare bones will make love in the dirt without knowing our nakedness.
Imagine- imagine a coarse wind coursing through a calligraphy of weeds
In our disrepair we have gardens of ourselves.
Sprouts of curious grass shooting from our eye sockets.
Our knuckles, hard, smooth skipping stones.
Meant for child's play in a devilish sun.
Picking it's way through your missing teeth.
And neither one of us can keep from smiling these days.
And the days, they go unnoticed.
And the nights , they go un-slept.
And we talk with our souls in the holes in our ribs where organs once sat.
Imagine- imagine your skull and mines reduced to grins.
Both washed clean of our skins and our sins
Growing young again. Forgetting why our skin even wrinkled.
Our why we ever furrowed our brow with the plow of anger.
Become DUST with me, my love.
Insignificant and everywhere, for I will love you even after your marrow has become a low whisper.
And your bones, nothing but the snickering of gravel.
Let us SOAK in the spaces our shadows leave behind.
Your skeleton laced with mines.
I will tie your soul to my ankle...and know what it is like to step into a dream.
And you will try on my back bone ,and see how bad it hurt me
The day you decided to call it quits.
I don't remember why you left or why you came back.
I don't know how many years have passed.
I'm not really sure if years have even passed at all.
All I know is the rain falls.
You kiss me like a rainfall.
The sun ; it bleaches us clear and everyday is a romance.
All this to say : we're already laughing.
There is a wedding of pebbles and earth worms waiting.
When our tuxedo skeletons no longer fits.
There is space for our faces to lie.
Planted beside forever smiling.
There exists a place
Where we can still be in love.
There exists a place
Where we can be still still ... and in love.
Just two gentle skulls.
GOD BLESS YOU
Thank you
It always make me shed a tear
Thank you!
Thank you 🙏🏽
the year is 2024 and I still come back to this video. gives me chills EVERY time.
2023 and it’s sinking in soooooooo much deeper than it did a decade ago…. Much. Love to these kindred spirits and any and everyone who comes across this… tomorrow isn’t promised… heal, grow, live and love unconditionally ❤
Almost 10 years later and this is still my favorite of all time
I always return back to this poem.I have probably watched this video 50 times by now, and it baffles me everytime I look at the views. It is such a hidden gem. I know this is a poem about love but when I lost my grandma this year it helped me realize that maybe death is only that painful and ugly to those of us left behind. I dont know. But this poem is the poem that made me fall in love with poetry. So thank you for sharing your gift Alysia.
I've watched this tens of times. It breaks my heart my heart each time. It never fails. Yet there's a soothing feeling in the very pain it causes; there's a cathartic solace in this yearning feeling. Alysia's words encapsulate the nostalgia of things we may never have had, but still know all so well... Amidst the bullshit of inane relationships, this poem carves unconditional love in true lovers tombstone for eternity. The sweetness of melancholy runs through this song like the waters along my face.. My Love, how I long for thee!
'"There will come a day
When the fear of death will be the favored jokePassed amongst corpses
And they’re already laughingMy love, please don’t be afraid
But there will come a day
When field mice play in our empty sockets
When our bones become homes for living creatures
Other than our egos
And when time will jostle our skeletons
Out of the composition that is me and you
And will write with us love letters that spell "I owe you eternity"
If we believe in life after death, then I often wonder
why we assume the dead like coffins
When people were never meant to live in boxes
So I pray that our children will have the good sense to leave us a little wiggle room
Leave us exposed like stray dogs in a thunderstorm
And I will hear the breeze but I will not know it as the breeze
And I will feel the rain but not know it as the rain
And I will behold the sky but not know it as the skyInstead,
I will hear the breeze and think it is your laugh
Returned into the hearth of my ear
And I will feel the rain and think that it is the pinprick of your kiss
And when the rain is tender
I will know that something has softened you
And when the rain is violent
I will know that something has shaken you
And, in this new found understanding
Without eyes or ears or hands or lips
Our bare bones will make love in the dirt Never knowing our nakedness
Imagine, the wind coursing through a calligraphy of weeds
In our disrepair we have grown gardens of ourselves
Sprouts of curious grass shooting from our eye sockets
Our knuckles, hard, smooth skipping stones meant for
Our knuckles, hard, smooth skipping stones meant for children’s play
And the devilish sun, picking its way through your missing teeth
and neither of us can keep from smiling these days
And the days go unnoticed and the nights go unslept
And we talk with our souls through the holes in our ribs
Where the organs once sat
Imagine, your skull and mine both reduced to grins
Both washed clean of our skins and our sins,
going young again, forgetting why we ever wrinkled
or why we ever furrowed our brow with the plow of anger
Become dust with me
Insignificant and everywhere
For I will love you even after your marrow has become a whisper and your bones;
Nothing but the snickering of gravel
Let us soak in the spaces our shadows left behind
Your skeleton, laced with mine
I will tie your soul to my ankles
And know what it is like to step into a dream
And you will try on my backbone and see how bad it hurt
the day you said you were calling it quits
I don’t remember why you left
Or why you came back
I don’t know how many years have passed
I’m not really sure years passed at all
All I know is the rain falls;
You kiss me like a rain fall
The sun, it bleaches us clear and every day is a romance
All this to say;
We are already laughing
There is a wedding of earthworms and pebbles
Waiting when our tuxedo skeletons no longer fit
There is a place for our faces to lie planted beside
Forever smiling
There exists a place where we can still be in love
There exists a place where we can be still and in love
Just two gentle skulls "
Guele Waar come on, poet!!!!! you MUST be a writer
Oh I wish Amber Lawrence. But words elude me when it comes to matters of the heart. The ineffable has a way of taunting me, stinging me and caressing me and yet daring me to put a name on it.
Guele Waar You must be her. Your comment is a beautiful interpretation of the poem. I love how you said the nostalgia of things we may never have had. You should go to the dictionary of obscure sorrows if you haven't watched any of their videos. God bless
2024 and I’m still deeply moved by this masterpiece
Everytime I watch, I cry. Literally never fails
Who's still here for this powerful work of art 🥺🤧😭😫❤❤
I spent hours looking for this video, I’m so glad I finally found it again almost 6 years later
2022 and I still listen to this on repeat.
ME TOO!!…. Every time i come back to it, I put it on replay at least 4 times!
I don't know if you guys actually read the comments section, but I really hope you do. You all are the single entity in life that gives me hope, and Alysia, this poem single handedly restores my faith in Love when I'm going through hard times. Please know that you touch people's lives and I Love you guys for being yourselves and blessing us with your souls.
I give praises to the vocalist along with the acoustic guitar play, it blends so well with the poems.
10 years later and this still gives me goose bumps. Thank you, thank you, thank you endlessly for the gift that is this poem.
Still here in ‘24 ❤ favorite poem ever 🥹
Still come back till this day I often think about this poem and song
Same
Poetry at it's finest. I'm only 16 but I want this played at my wedding.
same
Me too!!!
Its 2021 and this still rings through my spirt
Half of these views are probably me. I'll never get tired of this. Most beautiful poem I've ever heard in my life
I seriously come back to this video 2 months at a time
& My reaction remains the same ..
Same smh over here at 7:22pm in 2020 while a pandemic is still happening like 🥺
Heard this for the first time in 2013, and have been searching for it ever since. Still as haunting and beautiful as I remembered it.
idk how many times ive watched, I get goosebumps everytime
The crafting of these words are beyond human articulation....these are divinely inspired. Every word pierces my heart and every guitar note gives me the shivers
There exists a place where we can still be in love.....There exists a place where we can be still & in love.
this is one of the most beautiful things i've ever witnessed. even online.
I came back here because they were playing his music in the store yesterday and it made me so happy
I will tie your soul to my ankles and know what it is like to step into a dream... Beautiful
Kaschay Fenner I've been trying to figure out what this means for forever. Could i possibly have your input?
Kaschay Fenner one of the most beautiful lines I have ever heard
@mommyof2 my thought exactly , its so vast in meaning
this will never grow old. ever
I listen to this quite often. I reminds me of what real love should consist of.
Had to come back to this 💝 so many years later still deep
there are too many quotables in this piece, not to mention this man singing this song with every bit of his soul
The year is 2022 and this poem still leaves me with goosebumps... a beautiful classic🥺🥲💙
Twice a week I come here and listen to this for the whole day. I'm in love with this poem. I hope that when the day comes, I can contact her to perform this at my wedding!
Been playing this for 8 years now ❤❤
Jesus, I swear I never cry no matter how emotional the poem is, but this one touched my spirit, reminding me of when my grandma said she had a dream that my grandpa was watching her so gentle. Showing her that God is telling her that he is okay. I just cant stop crying.
The peace I get from hearing this is absolutely astonishing. Thank You.
it is 2020, 8 years of enjoying this poem and i keep finding myself back here
do they comprehend the magnitude of awesomeness they possess?
still one of the ALL Time best poems
10 years later and this is still as amazing as the first time
i've listened to this poem many times, for many years. It has always touched me. A little over a day ago, my grandfather passed. Four months prior, his wife passed. This poem has taken on new meaning for me today. Its beauty still has not failed. And though the reasoning behind the tears I shed for these words has changed, I appreciate the depth and heart of this piece each and every time I hear it. Thank you.
It’s 2021 and I still listen to this poem as often as I can. One of my absolute favorites.
Love this so much. But I cry my eyes out every time I listen to this. I guess I come here to cry. To feel
Become dust with me. Powerful line.
what did you get from that?
"...insignificant, and everywhere..." Omg my favorite line!
Jesus hold me, this poem is blowing me off my feet
My heart hasn't learned how to handle this yet
🌹❤️🩹🌹
I've heard this like 20 times, and its timeless cause it still has this same effect on me
Still one of the best things ever created ever!
I will never get over this poem. It has stuck with me over the years and will always be a favorite. Alysia the woman you are
Still listening on the regular. Who doesn't desire this exact love. Thank u❤
This popped up on my feed and I’m glad for it ❤ (2024). Ive watched it over the decades 100s of times. One of the best performances I’ve ever seen…
I come back to this every so often it is absolutely one of the most beautiful poems I have ever heard
Holding back tears so powerful
I always have to re listen to this poem it's the type of poem you just can't get tired of and that guitar and those vocals amazing
Makes you want to embrace the end when it comes, like so few of us do....so haunting and so beautiful
I always find my way back here. I still have never experienced a more beautiful piece of art in my life.
Same 🥺
My arm hairs are standing, this is pure talent! Amazing! One of my favorites!
I love the passion in her voice and movements. Beautifully articulated poem as always
I love this. I listen to it all the time!
still takes my breathe away everytime I watch...5 years after I first watched it
Everytime. Her poems take my breath away!
This is my favorite poem ever, I find myself coming back here. It feels like it's engraved in my soul and these words echo from time to time. What a beautiful way of pouring life into words.
There are no words to describe how beautiful this truly is. I am officially an Alysia fan!
I think this is the most beautiful yet saddest thing Ive ever heard in my life! The delivery was amazing and i felt every word. great job! i cant express that enough
My God....I watched this 2 times and it made me cry both times smh beyond beautiful
I love how you paint pictures with words.....beautiful work!
My Favorite Poet And Performance .
Ive Been Coming To This Post Since I Was 17 (I’m 26) . Still Gives Me The Same Exact Feeling . Thank You Again Alyssa ♥️💯
Six years later and this is still my favorite spoken word piece!
I was here, The moment was so amazing. This collaboration brought tears to my eyes. Such Passion I felt it.
This is EVERYTHING!! Bless you Sista Alysia!! Bless you...
❤️
this is the most perfect, phenomenal, awe-inspiring, galaxy opening, starcollapsingandopeningupintoanotherdimension performance
My heart is aching, my mind is shaking, this young lady will never be faking.
It’s 2022 and this is still my favorite video.
Every time that I feel love is hopeless I come and listen to this!!! So beautiful!
8 years passed and I’m back!
10 years and I’m still back
I cried so much i actually believed my eyes would pop out and the kicker is I have never been in love and i can only take the words you've said as a testimony of a truth which I can barely imagine. Thank you J.P and Alysia ,I felt you message so strong as if you performed it personally for me right here in my room in Zimbabwe. I pray I see you live one day come to Africa....
Breaks me every time 😢 beautiful
Here again. Feeling hollow no longer feels empty.
I love this piece. JP Cooper and Ms.Harris was great together. I seen this video in 2012 and to this day this song can still bring tears to my eyes.
I’ve been rewatching this for years. You’re such a blessing girl! Love JPs voice as well.
Still here to listen in 2021…this poem comes to mind often from my college days. Still the best poem I’ve ever heard 🌹
I wish I could like this video a million more times.