by Shannondoah
divine
Mother Father
Creator
rushes in,
river
like
flooding my
breath
when i pray
for you
every sense
I have
every cell,
all of spirit
tells me
you’re that one,
the one
all the stars
were singing
about it
telling me
stories
of my
beloved
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