So often words are meaningless
when it comes to truth,
or love
They can offer a glimpse
Into the heart
And then fall woefully short
The grief of losing
A loved one
Awe and wonder
At life
So few can do it well
Still their words
The words
Of poets
and sages
angels of all kinds
They are infused
with the spirit
of the universe
To read them
to see them
Really
is to feel them
with all the senses
So that you too
become what has
always
been
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