Creative aspects, e'er
Fueled by what might yet be.
Oh, great love of earth's divinity.
Unending moments of the worth
that lingers everywhere.
Ripples moving on the pond.
A memory that's just beyond our reach.
Echoes in the wind that chimes.
An altered space of rhythm, rhyme.
So swiftly now, my love returns to me.
A realm of glory opening
within each living soul.
The trust that never lets the feeling go.
We dance again, as spring rescinds
the icy cold that hid love deep within.
Streams rushing through
the veins, the heart.
Eternal movements - then we start
to live again within eternity...
? Michaelette ?
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