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Dawn Rapture

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The good things begin

When we go beyond the words

Music is the wing

That takes us there

Or love

Or a photo that touches the heart

Poetry can take us

Or a twenty mile run.

So many ways

We can go

We need to go.

As you read these words

Imagine you are standing

Behind yourself

Watching yourself

Read this

In a place beyond the words.

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The evening has left us

Quietly to ourselves.

I watch you move before the mirror

Releasing all the catches and the stays

The predictable moments and habitual ways

Until a lamp light soft reveals

Your moving presence and my cautious appeal.

Can I reach the glistening  in your eyes

And hold you in my arms?

A prayer weaves its way

Above

As we explore

The promises of love.

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One year old you are today

And moving forward on your climb

To three and six and ten years old

Days that seem so far away

But will be here without delay.

Still there will never be a time

When innocence is more sublime

And you face brighter with love.

As you wonder

Why strangers adore you

And where do they go

When they walk out the door

And fall off the edge of the world.

This place

Is for dead grass

Not my blood

And racing heart.

I will eat

Until it is gone

And once again

Fly before the lion as I pray before the sun.

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I have seen

The night sky

when it entertained the gods.

And fires racing on the plain

Mothers crying for their own

And dark brown sheets of rain.

I see it now

And always will

Until I weep

Upon a hill

For you who know not

How it feels

To run in moonlight

And be killed.