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There lives a place of sanctuary

Where I- alone often go to visit

Where my mind, heart, and soul

Can safely together be consoled

Within some contextual triage

Where their wet wounds can heal

Beneath an umbrella of pure grace

Where attentive thoughts be said

Where attentive listening- is heard  

A space solid kinship are solidified      

Where bloodshot eyes can be clear

Newfound perceptions- welcomed    

There is no real pathway to and fro

Wounded or not, I follow… my soul

Poet of the Light © 2022


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