Beyond the furthest star,enchanted,
bemused,
a loving ear is listening;
each tender cry held close
to a heart worn smooth
by countless longings.
Below the deepest sea,
earth beats her steady drum of wonder;
waves echo across the water
their endless song of love.
Behind the tallest mountain,
crouching, furtive, in the shadows,
waits the dark of all between-ness,
the illusion that is endings
and beginnings;
that is separate;
that is
Now.
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