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Entering into the inter-twisting wilderness,

Looking for the monumental sacredness,

Only to find it is already here, revelled in its own


Here, we are one with our being,

Away from involuntary, compulsive thinking,

Ever so gently,

Awakening presence and peace within our soul intently.

Tenderness as the days set out.

Ever so present,

In brilliant essence.

Adoration throughout,

Within inner connectedness,

In loving effervescence.

A. Johnson

White flower


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