How can I say
how precious this is?
How deeply Life loves
when you allow to crack open?
How will you know
how wide are your wings
and gentle the wind
to the one who is broken?
While death is on its way
to bereave you of form
Love wants to love
No words need spoken
When will you see the innermost “me”
alive as the world thru the light of your eyes?
Sun and moon are only your shadow -
don’t hold the flood, leave all fear behind
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