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Truth behind the windows, etched

A seeker, bound eternal foundering gently against rocks of change arduous dreams Vanquished no longer able to pierce the heavens with a clarity of heart Lost amidships, the key lay hidden by choice, by fear bygones In a world which could not see could not know the truth behind windows, etched and facing darkly within Lonely point of reference a reading of the stars found at once to be lacking And more than enough for a man versed in wonders in days Blindingly brilliant light astern casting shadows on lives finished but not forgotten, Lost in fated worlds that followed burned into memories too deep Lit castles of the mind of the soul, the spirit resolute against storms of time Sacred in living loving and the infinite reality before him Brought forth the Angels attending grace, turning out the tides for the seeker, with freedom to dream once again...
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larry-fowler
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Dec 10, 2010
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