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Each day that we draw light
within our souls
reflections of the lives
we touch the unknown scribe
Enfused with supernaturally inspired
abilities
each extending further
than we are enabled
by our spirits grasp
to fulfill our roles
in another's frame of mind
blind to the potential consequences
so far beyond
even our small understanding
of ourselves...
departing, one last time
leave in our wake
a single fallen ray
of sunshine
bought, by our insistence
to call forth one lasting moment
to celebrate what time...
we were enabled to focus
extending our awareness
to one we call a friend
one of a kind
it is always a sad day
to lose a friend.
though, we cling
to one another
as we cross paths
each moment of life
as if each moment will be
ever lasting
sadly though the end
comes too fast
a tip of an iceberg,
in these fragile vessels
bodies called these shells
which embody our souls
and those we call friends
we commune with
as we come and go
sharing a spark of heartfelt being
as we fall as single leaves
before the autumn winds
together and apart, throughout
what moments we may share
in our brief life flight
to twitter, high and
as birds going swiftly,
back and forth, between
the ever changing seasons
like scenes,
written in afterlife
recall...
past promise
almost, as if in a dream...
to celebrate what miracles,
which flowed between
within us, as lifesprings
of spiritual roots
which flow between our hearts
mostly of what we do not know
a treasury of life
undiscover'd
until we are bathed
no more in its tide
lifted by the visions
of the place
where our horizons touch
connected, from end to end
to embrace the sparkle
living within the eyes
yet, now no more
only, tears
as it streams away
from us as we depart
bathed only
in it's
afterglow
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