Musings
To be forthright, is never full of holes
(It saves a lot of falling into them)
For truth destines our suns for the Isle of Souls
(Where everyone is healed who grasps the hem)
Let us
Seek out Love and all of its joyful burdens
Wander home and wonder if Peace is hidden
Or, pregnant as a beginning is full of rainbows
Hide our mirthful cries
Hold Life to be unwanting
Of any good thing
And Trust
Him
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