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Nov 2010
Through all the thunder breathing from the past
A peaceful glow I will retain
Like a babe slipping into dreams at last
This gentle smile
I maintain

I greet the sweetest sun with this gentle smile
As my tasks I take to hand
Unshaken by that thunder breathing
Or the space in my heart
It demands

I would stir dry leaves if need be each day
If this glow I could not find
Searching for that which my peace arrays
To leave this thunder
Fast behind

So come on thunder breathing from the past
This gentle smile you cannot steal
Breathe upon me and you will find at last
That your breath
I cannot feel
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
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   --- and Gene Baker
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