So be it.

GYJ

Time to allow it all...

trust, he holds a tenement here,

around this sacred space

of blessed infiltration.

In depths of comfort

blow fuller winds of peace,

through muscle and bone,

pressing skin and lips

and this canopy unwavering-

is soothed by simplicity

of unbounded care,

sheltering all these sacred paths

of least holding,

as fire burns the last

threads of older times;

and stones heated by inferno

ache with joy as bliss

enlivens every molecule of earth;

and space between us-

bless it as the carrier

to places behind creation

that disolve in sharing,

absorbed in whitest understanding

leaving a prayer in unified hearts,

a finer space

notating:

Time to allow it all.

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