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Hope
tracing her cool fingers
along my skin
trusting
always
Yes, yes...
some folks say
hope will always return
to her creator’s source – love
and I know this is true
for I have caroused the philosophies
of this life with diverse faith
Faith in closeness
Faith in intimacy
Faith in the incredible lightness
of being
And in the most
astonishing spaces
I find the triad
in love
binding and securing
the union of all things
a cry in the darkness
the bright spark of life
In the awareness of suffering -
in the bleak hour before dawn
the caged butterfly is set free
Hope
Faith
Love








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