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The morning I've been longing for ...

walking onto the grassy path

following the twists and hilly curves

through rainforest

passing mossy stones

arriving ...

at the daisy carpet

careful not to tread on them

they wave at me, their happy faces

bobbing on life-giving stalks

sitting ... at the bench

father sun starts to rise

his warm hands reach out

caressing my face.

Soaking in his loving warmth ...

content to Be Here

I sit with them -

nurturing mother and loving father

this is the morning I've been waiting for ...

this morning we are created for each other.

held in Nameless Peace.

All is Beloved.


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