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Impossibility

The salt water in the swimming hole
surrounded me last night saying,
Trust yourself. They need you.

Bring only love, the twilight said.
The salt water around me spoke.
Let love be your intention.

Let love be true as comprehension.
Let it be holy love,
like a feather falling miles down -
now settling upon their palms,
sinking into their words.
Let love become your only purpose here.

For – oh – time is meager
for us to learn we’re made of love.
So try to let the lilt of love be felt;
love abiding and eternal
love ingenuous and free,
courageous love - the moonlit lily
simple as a lullaby in purpose.

Then the gulls sighed
and the wind blew.
Then the gulls cried in the wind.

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