Friday, July 13, 2012

Poem - We.

I've heard of this sound,
That sits all around,
In silence inspiring
Me.

I've heard of this rose,
In poetry and in prose,
That lets all the Love
Be.

I've heard of this child,
Who runs in the wild,
Setting all that is Good
Free.

I've heard of this place,
That none could embrace,
Light holding us in a
Spree.

I've dreamt of this lake,
Where everything was awake
With Love, and there was
She.

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God bless.

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