A permanent path That, once illuminated, Goes ever onward - a way home.

When in love or inspired, An eternal kiss from the divine Awaits us all.

On the canvas of life, Every sweep of the brush matters, Counts for something.

Sublime moments refracted, Even if only for seconds, Caught forever in your soul.

Everyday can be extraordinary And ripe, Like a flower burst, If the will is there.

Nothing that truly matters Can ever evaporate, Be excised, Burnt out of your soul.

The light needs only our trust And, of course, the darkness To work its eternal alchemy.

Ours was such a delicious risk. My being abruptly and altogether Ecstatic and be-stilled.

Ultimately not one amongst us Will ever be denied that, The glimmer of a chance to shine.

Together we all live every moment On the very brink; The razor’s edge Of ecstasy or disaster.

Sense how Even the smooth stones ache With stories of their own In the shuddering light of day.

The searing light of morning Asks unwelcome questions, Fragile hopes soon blistered by daylight.

I am sad, like the hot dust on the streets And the music of fresh fallen leaves Caught in a sliding summer breeze.

And so we smile on, Feeding the truths we share With a union of our souls, Cathedral slaves of our passion Which builds beauty amongst chaos.

Be brave enough to never yearn For that you cannot hold close In your heart forever. Tread lightly, cherish compassion And live in the moment without fear.

Be content to love, to dazzle in the light, If only for moments… And then be gone, With gladness in your heart, Before the creeping shadows Claim too much your sadness at leaving.

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