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May 2020
Do not know who shall climb
the mountain of love!

Do not know who may call my
name in the midst of dawn's
early light!

Do not know if our paths shall
cross on this journey of sweetness
among shadows beyond the moonlight!

Do not know if your smile shall
light up my face, only know it
will light up yours in glory.

Do not know if you're a dream
or just a stranger in the night
passing in my thoughts, as I
walk the woodland to nowhere!

I do know your not the figment
of my imagination! I saw you
walking in the wild like me with
sweet-smelling jasmine filling the
air, exciting the wind blowing pass
my cheek.

I know if I'd see you again in
the light of the moon I would
comfort my longing to know
you in this mystical light of
nature's sweet surroundings.

I do not know if the song you sing
so fervently comes with sadness
or just a lonely heart mingling with
natures loveliness.

You're like the weeping willow blowing
near the creek flowing free, like the
earth beneath my feet.

Your love runs deep, I can hear your
silence clear, your yearning
spreading across my soul
my whole being I have always
been.

Have opened my mind, my heart
feeling my soul flying free.

I have found the knowledge of my existence
Mother Love. A'**.

DerenaBree(All rights reserved.
Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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