We are framed,
you and I;
embraced and enfolded,
shone on and watered,
created and blessed
by the Heart that holds us.
Tenderly fingers
like branches unfolding
test the waters
to see if it's safe for us
then cradle us and dip us
in a universal baptism
of light and wonder,
surrounding the necessary dark
with lines and arrows
that lead us straight to you
and back again
to sit quietly
and picnic
on the bright green shore of Love.
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