Healing-Hurts

It is as on the sand I write for you a poem But the sea comes in again to steal it Like a child I stand and wonder why this is That hope lives only to be washed away

Thursday, December 07, 2006

wholesome living

The wholeness to life is fulfilled and
Found in a love
sharing the need
With a disciplined intimacy
Nothing is wasted

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