Beauty sits beneath the sky.
And hides behind a key.
A conversation we can fly.
A ghost to cross the sea.
I hope you read, to hear, to feel.
A closer call of pain.
The love who sends a seventh seal.
Of sun from snow to rain.
So set it free and send a sound.
I'm still for who you are.
A heart so big it shakes the ground.
So near so sure so far.
For fourteen days and fourteen nights.
Till two plus none is three.
A distant word could be my sight.
So dark, so still, so green.
So flick it on and watch it fade.
From where you were before.
The light you shine becomes a star.
A moment meant for more.
March 3, 2009
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