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"What we run from, we shall run into.
All that we reap, we must sow"

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thanks to Noud Jan Gillisen for above artwork.

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She falls behind, once again

and again

and again

on the edge of his gossamer web

 

Inviting

 

She hesitates

It's mesmerizing  silken threads

bringing about an instinctive need

 

Reality grows in the garden of her mind

walk thru the dream awakened

 

A frightening thing

this touch of the intimate

and

this whisper of closeness

To be touched so close to the essence of one's soul

 

Yet,

She moves slowly like honey

Towards completeion

 

Hesitation at the edge

 

Things fall apart

And come together

 

A revelation may be revealed

A higher truth

But love has no form

 

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