Beloved

Fragile existence that is life
held by a gossamer thread
What causes the beating of my heart 
The very beating of my heart
That resounds in my head
Skimming each surface
renewing each cell without
Pausing to examine the universe
Along the way
We play
We say
We run away
Love is here encircling all
Like a blessing in flight
Kissing softly, each whispering touch.
belonging
being
beloved








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