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Light wind echoes
drift ever near...
dragonflies hover
searching the familiar spaces
Swept by voices in the wind
perhaps...
Songs to feed our will
in worlds we live,
yet do not understand
merely by our presence
here between
what the hourglass
presents to us
in being
written in these
motions of life
tumbling throughout existence
like the particles
of sand
Pieces in the puzzle
floating in this lifeboat
within this stream
which we call life,
placed here beyond reason
never to be told how or why
as we are led in our prayers,
hopes and dreams into knowing,
what’s in store
faced in our every need
each a momentary
glimpse …
a seed for more
actions and interactions
in near infinite
possibility
like raindrops
taking chance to be
found just where we are
Fitting naturally together
When our times and spaces
Correspond to the places
Where and when our pace
Is in its own rhythm
like the moon and tides
carried across space for all eternity
merely cosmic dust...
touched by the waters of the earth
spinning through the clouds
…bound to the place
within the stars
where we will all
together rise
to meet
…our destiny
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