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May 2014
I felt his presence...before recognition dawned.
  A slight unease spread through my body
      A chill breeze blew through the room
          raising goosebumps on my skin.
                             And fear..no...
                             ....TERROR....
                        c a m e  c a l l i n g
I knew him then, realizing that THIS night
                   he had not come for ME.
        He had merely called to pay his respects:
              To show me I need not fear him.
                   He was an honored guest.
         I realized then, that the fear had no basis,
                       I felt his love for me.
                        When he visits us,
            it is the ones who are well taught
                       who welcome him,
            who greet him as each day dawns
        
                             Without fear

                             Om Tat Sat
florence clark
Written by
florence clark  Sebastian FL
(Sebastian FL)   
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