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Nov 2014
Oh running water, take me
with your gentle waving
from the path from whence I bravely came
running
running, myself
Oh, life in footsteps along, in lively strides,
through the deadly passes taught me well
and at last, I passed, so please
Oh running water, take me

Wrapped up in this circle, still, hurting while you
wait for haunting when I'm gone
Pay the spirit flame forward, will you?
--And allow me to leave taking the memory as
a boon and blessing. Soon I'll arrive to
watch you leaving, till then
you wear my blessing, too.

All while waiting to pass,
may you pass through well
Lenore Lux
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Lenore Lux  Portland
(Portland)   
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