Time and space


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Peace, Love and Patchouli

Her thoughts drift in quiet places
between wood and air
and the scent of earth damp
from a time that had arrived,
sweeping her into daydreams
blissful in the peace of woods
she wanders corridors of memories
searching for something lost,
knowing it like she knows
the minutes as the moon finds her
peering through leaves
raining down on her aching soul.
Words find and hit their mark
gracefully soothing as she watches,
waiting for full circle
to come round once more.
Whispered letters of the universe
read between lines
as she comes alive from the deepest place
he will rise to find her
calmly waiting with a smile
the light and the darkness
meld into one.

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