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the frogs sing loudly
in the flooded midnight fields
a quick end to sleep
I heard the video
Talk about
Deep Gravitational wells
It was a phrase
By which
I was
Deeply compelled
To imagine
Myself
At
The
Bottom
Of
It
And
Never
Again
To
Hushed mind, cold heart, still eyes.
Just the nightmare you need to numb your spine.
The latest frenzy in town.
They ask me where it comes from,
It comes from all around,
The other day it hit me,
As I was walking into town.

It's in the bustling city,
The quiet countryside,
The murmur of a gentle stream,
The ocean's mighty tide.

It's in the laughter of a child,
The tears of a goodbye,
From the dawning of a new day,
And the twinkling stars up high.

It's in the pages of a book,
In the rhythm of a song,
From the beauty of a moment,
To the memories of lifelong.

They ask me where it comes from,
It's everywhere, I say,
In every breath, in every beat,
In the journeys of each day.
you can learn much
about love from waterlilies:
openness and trust,
seeking energy from the source, the sun,
and reaching deep within
to float above all chaos
swimming below the surface.
When one is loved
A vine's entwined
It burns at both ends
Heat is the sign

From branch to vine
From branch to fruit
Hearts caught in the middle
Are soon turned to soot
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