Jan. 20/93
Cascading memories, emotions caught deep
Flooded senses crying for a release of peace
Filtering thoughts racing by pictures bare
The essence long since drowned in despair
Then the tear slips down from eyelids closed
Creating the opening for sensory release
Followed by the gasp of the sensation so deep
Wracked by spasms the soul guides the flesh
The tender heart knowing this is truth
The cascading flood opening the door of healing
Softly the echo of the heart beats strong
Bringing the human to the light within
Strength and knowing bound together
A circle of flesh and spirit bound by living
Experience opening doorways of depth
The beating echo, the balance now found
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