Hidden in Between

Wandering alone, a feeling
calling her back home.
An intimate yet universal pull.
Hidden in between the golden rules.

Sacraments and sanctity
brought light into the day.
Peace employed, the joy
would share itself.

In other realms, the shadows called.
Steep the cliff, and swift the fall.
Reaching out, she floated
o'er the sea of mystery.

Hypnotically, waves whispered
in her head. Blending all
the odds and ends into
a great transcendence.

An overview that flew
over the opposites she'd known.
Each side contained the weight
of balance, pondering all life.

Wandering alone, a feeling
calling her back home.
An intimate yet universal pull.
Love, oh love!
The golden rules are wrong...

? Michaelette ?

5/24/2003
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Take me home . . .