"Le Terrain du Vide~ The Ground of Emptiness"

 

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La terrain du vide et les squelettes de lumiere

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Within the ground of emptiness

there are hidden bones of light

where, like nightfall, we quietly slide

out of our given skin

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Our canvas of colors became loosened

as our bones were washed clean

in a liquid unknowing

we are opened, glistening wet

  and we slip into darkened light 

that is breathing between our worlds

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 We are circling

the structures of a land

that we cannot see

and a substance of colors

remains to guide us

like northern light

into the beauty of everything.

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God creates paint

that we may hold colors of love 

within us

and come to know 

the many names of beauty

and the many names of God.

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For you 

May you have happiness and peace

in this next year of life

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Happy Birthday

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August 24, 1951

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Paintings by David Holt

From a series of Sacred Geometry

color canvass scale ~ 5' x 5'6"

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"Une Geometrie Sacree"~ A Sacred Geometry

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We listened to rain 

as it fell onto quiet trees

with patterns of water

that fell into us 

and we stepped through doorways

timeless and unbound

into the landscape of a wish

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Beauty will braid our geometrical line

into the soul that reaches

toward a hidden star

yet we cannot name this, nor should we

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Enter the painting

 where a sacred compass is held

  the dervish moving within the center point

swirling shapes of a linear arc
toward a hidden curve

returning to us
 the breath of balance
 and speaks without words a mystical language

unveiling patterns within an ancient dream

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Open deeper

into the substance of light 

 tracing our kaleidoscopic skin
from elements moving through time

and carve your sacred path of colors

etched from imagination
into geometrical bodies

that reveal our invisible world
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We are gathering

on a vertical horizon

holding the elements 

that are carried from our birth

your essence is earth

and she gave you fire

while I hold the wind in my hands

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We listened to rain

as it fell onto quiet trees

with patterns of water 

that fell into us

 as we became starborn

the gardens bloomed once again.

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Paintings by David Holt

A series of Sacred Geometry

 canvas scale ~ 5' x 5'6" 

My deepest gratitude is with you for your gift of contemplating the geometry of beauty in this world and returning it to us, reshaped and exquisite.

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" La Gentillesse, la Coherence de l'Ame"~ Kindness, the Coherence of Soul

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There is a coherence of light
inside of everything
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An invisible wind is breathing
shaping clouds
 bearing kindness
carving a merciful symmetry
into the soul of the world
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Time unfolds for us
as we melt back into light
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There is no darkness
that we need to fear,
it is only a deepening of wisdom
that opens more purely
into forgiveness
and grace
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We are all, everything,
a geometry of kindness
wholly designed,
and marked by the Sacred
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The blooms arrived on her favorite vine
the one she asked after
blossoms came to greet her
as she melted back
 into her holy light
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You are not alone
or without her
her light is now woven
into everything around you
and you are held by it
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This is the Kindness
and the coherence of Souls.
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For both of you
Summer Solstice
2020

" Alchimie du Demantelant de la Lumiere"~ Alchemy of Dismantling Light

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Lumiere de demontage

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There is an alchemy in dismantling light
it asks for release
of what we once held
it asks that we open
into something different, and largely uncertain
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We are, all of us, being reshaped
by tremendous imagination
from the holy Artist's hands
do not be afraid
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Transformation is unfolding
with exquisite care
as there is tenderness
within the lion
 hunting for the cub
do not be afraid
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Inside of a darkness that has been rendered
the love that we seek and search for
is Love that is also seeking us
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We must relinquish now
open the shadows
open ourselves
the alchemical melt
 of quickened silver
ore of iron, the sulphured red
return the liquid pieces
to sacred luminous gold
 all within the dismantling light.
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It has been said the Essence of Light travels within itself toward itself.
This journey is wholly a movement of Love.
There is no distance.
There is neither beginning nor end.
There is only Beauty unveiled, and in unveiling comes to know itself.
May we become increasingly intimate with our own paths of light,
and increasingly guided by the movement of Love as it unveils itself through us.
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"Les Maisons des Hommes"~The Houses of Men

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Les maisons des hommes

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An unusual wind 

stirs within the doorways

of the houses of men

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Swift and stealth

this wind opens

the prayers and songs

that can fill your mouth

with the taste of silence

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It is a freedom 

that paints this quiet sky

and the clouds that breathe 

between the planets

now watchfully unfurl

over the cities of ghosts

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And the walls that were once built

to contain our lives,

with structures that were agreed to

and conformed with

have now become a different geometry 

transforming,

 returning us to wind
and the opening earth

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Timeless and unbound
we enter sanctuary,
the unending wholeness of sky
  and remember
 our ancient houses of light
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Les maisons des hommes
va changer de forme,
 et devenir
une maison de lumiere ancestrale
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" Tenant la Racine du Ciel"~ Holding the Root of Heaven

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Nous tenons le ciel

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The spaces between us carry light

even inside of distance

we are joined

as we breathe one another

into the holy

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I cannot contain you

your beauty is your own

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I can only love you

and release you

as you journey

into mystery

and travel paths

that I do not know

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I whisper and weave
fragments of kindness

and the opening flowers

that bloom with light 

into the soul that holds you

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And the soul that you hold 

within yourself

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There is a liquid fire
within your mind
but I hold the sky
within my hands
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And with my hands
I will bring us back
to a holy root
of what is true
and beautiful
and strong
among us
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"Un Voyage sans Temp"~ A Journey without Time

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A journey without time

or any measured distance

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We are all reaching

inside of all directions

that speak or call

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What is essential

has always been

and always will be

love

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We enter sacrifice

and blessing

and kindness

that is shared

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We are learning

to reshape

what was once known

and no longer recognized

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We are learning to shape again

the light of stars

 and to speak the language of wind

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We do not know

if we will survive

and in turn

this question is shaping us

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Mercy is ancient

ask for it

and ask to be shown 

what is required

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I want to hold your hand

yet it is my imagination

that holds the memory

of your skin on mine

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We carry each others breath

inside of this world

and now

we must each remember

how to become

 a scent of light

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"L'Imagination Respire une Lumiere Sacree"~ The Imagination Breathes a Sacred Light

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The imagination breathes a sacred light

into our world

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I watch you

as your hands move through water

beautiful and precise

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I know you are carving

a holy shape

 while savoring each element

and saving its place in time

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We all inscribe our nature

into the beauty that we are allowed

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As horses run free

so do we

remember

remember me

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Our imaginations

can redefine

each moment or hour

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We must be willing to release

while also holding

the beauty 

and sorrows

of a time before

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Imagination

is like music 

and water

that moves  

beyond a given constraint
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A hidden breath
of sacred light

unveiling a deeper world

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"Les Kilometres de Ciel entre les Nuages"~ The Miles of Sky between Clouds

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The miles of sky between clouds

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How can our given skin

hold the immensity

 of this sorrow

within the gravity 

of fear

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That a darkness

is an explosion of stars

where we become water

inside of a dream

and return to the sea

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In the distance between clouds

we can drown and become mist

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The miles of sky 

unleashing imagination

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And no matter how far we travel

even to our own edge

we are all held captive

by the imprint of love

and the architecture 

that it shapes within us

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There are now unknown geometries

and with that we will learn 

uncertainty

and how to breathe under water

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There is a dark path

that opens into light

and we are asked to remember

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The sacred breath that is moving clouds

is a wind that moves within everything

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Breathe and sing

the prayer of this only sky

as it holds the generosity

of love.

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For my beloved goat charmer
may you be safe and well
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"Une Priere Differente"~ A Different Prayer

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A Different Prayer

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There are different kinds of Light

opening 

inside of everything

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The slow unfurl

revealing

a holy architecture

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Geometry of bones and planets 

the lines of a wish

a linear dream

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Becoming angles of structure

the curving fluid

of our reach

toward God

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And the ancient movement 

of color

shaping oceans

within your eyes

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The hidden smile of earth

terrain of mountains, laughing

into the quiet songs

of desert

and the breathing sky

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Timeless

it is all of us

 and it is everything

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These are different prayers

of Light

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" Les Ancetres"~ Ancestors

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Ancestors

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Their songs

are still alive

within all of us

as we carry the colors 

of ancient lands

and their music

breathes

inside of our dreams

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There are trees in Africa

with roots in the underworld

that grow into the sky

we each carry seeds
of eternal trees and an endless hope

bedded within this earth

reaching always

toward the spheres
of heaven

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The guardians of life

watching over the world

timeless

and patient

the rhythm of wisdom

etched in each heartbeat

and each step taken

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They travel at our side

our ancestors

they live within us

and we are all

thousands of years 

born and dying

into the beauty

of everything

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"Sanctuaire"~Sanctuary

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Sanctuary

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There is a sanctuary

that opens
in the whitened arc
the silent voice
of these winter trees

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Reaching skyward

toward the hidden light
of transcendent north

the barren branch

with its naked strength
reveals the root of heaven
bringing refuge and release

from the binding storm

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Winged ones, raven and crow

 accept the solace 

the quiet offering
 and they remain
  inside the tempest wind
resting on ancient limbs

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Tree of Life

L'Arbre de la Vie

the immanent movement 

within the roots
patterns of breath
the sacred descent
into the cores of stone
the liquid glass

erupting into birth
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From this we gallop
toward the stars
bearing each storm
that blesses
catabolic release
transforming constraint
into our timeless unfolding
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As the tangled beauty
the ascension
of deep earth
is an archery of Light
within the Asclepian dream
that guides across Archeon
and the rivers of sadness
 become tamed
and tranquil
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It is all imagination
 this movement of grace
as the darkened root
is always returning
to the silver edge
of an unnamed sky
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"Essence de Lumiere"~ Essence of Light

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The essence of light

is held within her

filling each gesture

of strength

with a radiant spill 

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Ancient compassion

glittering and unafraid

this generous nobility

steadfast

within her glance

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Those who bear Light

are given to this work

willingly 

they enter the shadows

and the dark lands

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The bearers are called

sojourning by grace

 to travel where light is required

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 This kindness is a key

unlocking the gates

of each grieving prison

that has no other release

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We each bear a given light

and the need to bring it forward

the intimate responsibility 

we have to this world 

and those we care for

yet we often lose our way

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So the Essence Bearers come to us

Poles of Knowledge

Poles of Mercy

Poles of  Light

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Show us this glittering courage

this unflinching generosity of soul

that we may learn to breathe deeply

into our kinship 

with all of creation

and the essence of life

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In Honor of 

Noor-un-Nissa Inayat Khan

January 2, 1914 ~ September 13, 1944, Dachau 

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The Bearers of Light remain with us always

L'essence de la lumiere est toujours avec nous

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" Le Relachement et Renaissance de la Lumiere"~ The Renewal of Light

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Release

The loosening of Light

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I have been watching this open 

the dispersing 

of energy 

the changing winds

that bring bewilderment

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the chaos

of uncertain storms

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Release is a need

established in nature

the culminating force

 of conflicting unions

bringing destruction

and creation

together

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Renewal is a need

a natural rhythm
of ancient cycles
that call to us
again
and again
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We are dismantled
by our Gods
and recreated by our love
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if only to taste the seasons
and a weathering of time
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The burdens we bear
bring wisdom
like a gathering of light
becomes the movement of grace
allowing forgiveness
and the unfolding release
of beauty
into our only world
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" La Chanson de Minuit apres une Tempete" ~ The Song of Midnight

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The song of midnight after a storm

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I want to go home now

I can no longer bear

human pain

and the sadness

it creates

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But I will not leave you here

 alone against the sorrow

and the dark

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You are my love

you are my demon

and what you bear,

I also will bear

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I am with you

as you are with me

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There will be another time

where we will be free

of these burdens ~

the salt of wounds

that run so deep

we do not know where they begin

or if they ever end

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Trust me

even if I am in a form

that does not please you

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My love will please you

and so will the song of healing

 and midnight

that comes to you from my hands

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The song of midnight

after a storm

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" Pour mon Daemon qui Suit "~ My Demon Follows

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My demon follows me

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I will sing to you

my darling,

my demon

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It is as if

it never happened

so long ago

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Circling your beauty

with patterns of flight

an untamed wind

following movements of light

within my mind

and within my soul

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I circle around you

skybound

and I find another voice

that speaks the name of love

weaving threads of starlight

into my song

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When darkness comes

I will still sing 

for you, my love

my demon

I will not turn away

from your eyes

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We have become pain~bearers

both of us

you know this truth

as much as I

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Here we hold the searing heat

and the darkness

of each life

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How can we manage

without our laughter

and still you come to me

with this as your gift

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How I hate you

for the beauty that you bring

reminding me

to live once again

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I cannot hold on

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I wish I never saw this light

that is burning within you

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I will have only scars

from this flame

that remains too bright

surrounding your spirit

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There will be nothing left of me

and maybe that is best

...I remember golden light

fused into the arching waves

of an erupting sea

and the silver shimmer

of stars

and planets

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Circling you

my love

Light is always 

what we need it to be

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Appearing

and then vanishing

inside 

of our breath

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