This bliss,
this quiet breath
that holds me
as I spin into the fabric of
all things.
This heart,
this hand that reaches for the sun
and pulls in close
the shining pieces
of a brand new
darling day.


This bliss,
this quiet breath
that holds me
as I spin into the fabric of
all things.
This heart,
this hand that reaches for the sun
and pulls in close
the shining pieces
of a brand new
darling day.


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