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grief came courting me during the night
her fields so soft and fragile
I buried myself in the whole of her unbroken darkness

until a tiny beacon of light cut through the night:
sorrow has its inner light, murmured the new day
in the arc of stillness, it burns away the emptiness

gone so long now, I yielded to the rays of a sun drenched morning
closed my eyes and drank the golden elixir of sun
warmth caressed my throat, as if it would hold me there forever

I awoke in the spaces where love never fails
my spirit quickening to the footsteps of a new day rushing in
a breath, a pulse, a desire carries me forward



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