I wait for you,
as always.
You are the remnant
of my memories;
the lifeline
to my histories.
I hear your voice
on the wind
and in the sound of
fat and soggy snow
shifting on branches
Because of you
i have emerged from
the Soul Room
and now I wait
for the body
to do what it always does
when I am Awake
and You have come
for the humans
to act out
as they do
when I am Awake
and You have come.
May this round be otherwise.
May they fear nothing.
May they love all.
May compassion be their guide.
May it extend to everything
including the planet,
because she knows.
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