Heal heal your lines distantly
As this divine wind blows
Through Your fingertips and palms
Sing a song To the pine
Your everlasting friend
who listens smilingly
and let the untouched touch
touch through its needles
To replace the wounds
to their primordial
by the ever flowing light
of this fall of abundance
from the cave of
open to any heart
To Actualize
sleeping ones
To funnel
by reshaping
those lost ones
and bring them all
to their deserving realms
Where the world
shall celebrate
The warm bath
of unification


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