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Fortune

Can you hear
             The beauty
Silently
            Unfolding itself
Gracious 
            And godlike?

How lucky 
              We are 
To be alive
             Steeped in
Nature’s 
              Rich vintage
Loving like 
              Animals untamed
Ecstasy 
              Unvarnished. 
             
How lucky
              We are
To be a part
              Living
                    Thinking spirits
In the wide
              Unshackled skies
And give rein 
             To our heart’s desire. 

How lucky
             To utter a prayer
Clasped 
              In harmony
Where rivers
              Run deep.

How lucky
             To give and get
How lucky
             You and I met.

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Gravity

I
  fall
       into
             your 
                     laughter
over
       and
              over

A lake of rippling calm. 

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I Raise A Glass

I raise a glass
To the setting sun,
Sunk in splendour.
Thankful for loving,
No curtain of tears
Can truly conceal.

Easy it is to feel
That what’s to come
Will give birth
To something purer,
A revelation of sorts. 

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I turn off

I turn off the light
Slip into the dark
Torn and forlorn
Searching the past.

Your hand arrives
Holding me tight
Soft as feathers
Flensing the fright.

Dawn approaches
Over the hill
Touch is a flame
A future to fill.

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Walk With Me

​Walk with me

In sun and in rain
Walk with me
Through the pain.

Walk with me
Across the fields
Walk with me
Where darkness yields.

Walk with me
Over the hills
Walk with me
To the silent thrills.

Walk with me
To the sultry sea
Walk with me
Naked and carefree.

Walk with me
Beyond the page
Walk with me
Love and engage. 

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Undone

​Our lives passed

Ever so briefly,

Two ships 

Sailing in the night,

Where the hours 

Felt like minutes,

The weeks like days. 
Now as the sun wanes

At summer’s end,

Seasons fold

Into each other,

The cycle

Sings anew.

Gather while you can. 
What remains 

Of this love? 

A handful of ashes 

A cup of tears 

Ready to be sowed,

For hope to rise 

Again.

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Ritual

​Every day I sing anew

Awash in a field of dew
Stilled by excessive glee.
Every day I walk and gaze
Soaked in a buoyant haze
Feeding the flame of liberty.
Every day I wonder aloud
At life that flares so proud
Swelling the eager esprit.

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