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Today my flowing pen
Stream screaming words
Cascading to hungry eyes
And thirsty ears of the waves
Of the oceans of minds
Waiting to be sailed upon
In the winds of whatever
The day has decided to blow
Into sleeping sails awaiting
To be blown into awakening
Awareness breezing their way
Over wrinkling waters
Tearing to froth upon healing
Shores to be absorbed by
Dry sands of hope seeking
Long awaited rehydration joy
Waiting to be indebted
To imaging messages of love
And forgiveness raining down
From the cistern of clouds
Of joy thundered with canvassed
Guidance pitter-patterning
Divine wisdom in a soft sweet Niagara
Flow frothing bubbles of keloid
Messaging memories of 21 years ago
When we collectively died and survived
Together in a Bermuda-Triangle lesson
That taught how we can and must
Live together here on the blessed
Shores of the land of the brave free
Who must now seek to finally become
Debt-free graduates of the oneness
Of living together in a unified America
Where we have rolled away the stone
From the tomb of onement releasing
The onederful echoes: “…One nation…
Under God…indivisible…with liberty
And justice for all…” in this sea of life:-
