rain

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                              ( child )

awakening from eternal  slumber
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In order to

" go on "

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Cathedral evening

The holy presence of one's own sense  of self

Amid the spinning of the story

Into the violent form

It is in now

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Soft !       She !

( appearing naked as pure dream ! )

Casting her spell

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( is there a price one pays to be in love ? )

Finally

She asks herself

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Out to the fertile hills

In the sacredness of dawn

••

A new vision of the life that is given

( free of the need to -- steal )

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Soft as the purity of creation itself SHE !

( the only lover still standing )

Walking in the rain

Holding the eternal child

By the hand