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Jun 2017
I aim to love and I fill with emotion
But what to do with this chemical notion
Where do I place this feeling delight
When what conjures it now is far gone?

It shone before me once or twice
A greeting in passing to draw and entice
A future so vivid I let it become
Something tangibly credible
Judged by heart’s sum

The heart is a terrible mathematician
It takes not account of one man’s mission
To carve out a life of a living so true
Whilst pondering what may have been

When I close eyes it is she that I see
Within the music of my frequency
Between the facets of letter and tune
I hear her voice ring true

The alchemist extracts a sample
Of nostalgia, love and living example
What it means to worship her temple
To depart on the holiest pilgrimage

This journey like all life will bring me full circle
On this path I will become something worthwhile
So I may look upon this beautiful goddess
And feel like a deity again

It is then that mine eye places me
Let time grab this vessel and toss it to eternity
So it may labour and bleed and sweat and tear
Write and sing and dance and swear
Toss and turn, an inward stare
Until we walk with our feet bare
Amidst green fields of joy
I can only describe
As the place belonging to our tribe
It is there that all this will subside
As the scent I know so sweet
Will smile upon me
Then I will be complete
Zani
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Zani
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