There is great joy
in the hiddenness of loving
and to feel the winds
in the breathing
of the soul

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We do not fly
through the power of wings
but from the winds
of loving
that sustain our flight

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The beauty of love
flows through
the sheltering spirit
of an unseen
beloved

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Light from the heart
illuminates
an image in a dream
as a momentary
grace of love

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A faceless beloved
lives forever
in a deeper vision
given only
to the heart