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Monday, August 27, 2012


The shore that met me when I sailed away
         and the sun rays that jumped into the sea
         to draw a shadow of a castle opening its door
         and the hands of the waves that pedalled me back home

The rock that held me on a cliff
         its edges that cut and slowed me down
         its strength that built a fortress
         to where I hid and lived

The unseen that carried the scent of grace
         to every parched road I stepped into
         to every pale side I asked to quench
         to the losing breath that needed rescue

The fire that fuels and embraces me
        it burns
        it glows
        it satisfies

The shore, the sun rays, the waves
        the rock, the unseen, and the fire
        they are one and the same
        they are Love

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