This Sacred Romance beckons me through colors of gentle moving butterfly wings
My heart is broken with shards of arrows
Yet the slow process of healing takes place within a dream farther than my imagination
The silent laughter of children leaves me haunted with a memory
The waterfall seeps into my soul revealing all that was and ever will be
A new heart received as a gift never deserved
I land on my knees with arms spread open
A tear falling from the sky
When I turn from the sky I don’t remember and I almost hope I never will
The angel lifts my hand to cloud and I follow seeking things I may not understand
It is finished

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