life's embrace, heaven's face

August 11, 2005

Drifting to a place near sleep,
My mind's ear felt a thought...
Feeling the wisdom of the owl engulfing,
The sweet cacophony of his silent refrain.

Together in this race,
We seek to find a place,
Ancient echoes, to erase
Monsters, no more give chase.

And as we make the space,
For a filling of the grace,
Love finds the way to replace,
The fears... which leave, without a trace.

Type: Poetry

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