A soul born
In this I see you,a soul born,with arms holding an open heart,in finite wondrous possibility….
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So it was said
and so it was said,
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and then it was heard
for all things start out as words
and before words
there are thoughts -
as yet untitled
in my dream, as i dreamt,
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i was standing in the arms of my beloved,
and you were a mixture of all my dreams and memories,
just perfect, beautiful precious and true, -
I once read this aloud.
How can I say it? Should I say it? Is it true? Does it stand in its own right? Shining like a time less light, like eternal life in love for all things. How can this be the same to say; I love her, I’ve loved her, and I want to love her again, actively again, new life in experience, all over again; Press play and repeat again.
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