Arrival #2

You come to me in dreams,
holding a blade of light;
You come to me in life,
casting out the fright.

You come to me in style,
a smile that sweetly greets;
You come to me in hope,
gilding the fleeting beats.

You come to me in peace,
a sea of watchful grace;
You come to me in joy,
this heart an open space.

You come to me in thought,
slipping the weight of time;
You come to me in flesh,
one word will do – sublime.

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