An Idea In the Wind

Only love can heal
the many wounds a heart has taken
Only touch can feel reality
and in this dream of ours
reality of touch is everything

It all begins and ends
within an instant of eternity
when time and space become again
no more than an idea in the wind
that dares to intercede
in this evolution of humanity

When desire so great is left yet unfulfilled
it becomes the greatest agony of all
the flight and then the fall
down and deep, but never cheap
enveloping the world in winds
that cry like banshees in the night

until spirit once again lets out a sigh
for all that we might be
if only once again we choose to love
and pledge this love to all eternity . . .


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