I love her


that space,

that hall way –

that empty space between the living murals of illusion and time –

that corridor of endless doors,

that long deep cave of endless portals,

and beyond that pearl,

beyond the ancient vineyard where ripples of light and shadow give birth to life

in the throne room,

on that seat,

seated, and always sitting there,

i have known you, and know you,

i have seen you, and see you,

and i am alive again,

yeh alive, again,


and still sitting,

and i have recognized you, and know you again,

my beloved,

my eternal friend.

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