There Is Love

An idea that the wind blows in
through endless days and nights
and every throe
that life in mind might bring
to utter being

"There is love . . . "

and so the story goes
forever moving on
for where Love is
lies bliss awaiting
no more than mind's arrival
to this realm of all
that comes to be
the meaning and the source
of all that's real. . .


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