A PONDER OF NOW

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JOURNAL #28

what remains

love

such favor

unafraid

mysterious water music

for the soul

whether the chant of a monk

or the seduction of budha

breathing years into minutes

combs back the hair of consequence

until writing life

becomes a naked honor

infinity's grace

a purpose driven

ever onward

Melissa

(written Oct 17,2003 1210am)

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