The Freshness- Rumi

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When it’s cold and raining,
you are more beautiful.

And the snow brings me
even closer to your lips.

The inner secret, that which was never born,
you are that freshness, and I am with you now.

I can’t explain the goings,
or the comings. You enter suddenly,

and I am nowhere again.
Inside the majesty.

Never Alone

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Lighting strikes
Breaking the silence
Sound so deafening
My breath catches
All alone
In the night sky
All alone
In the universe
You call my name
I hear
And smile
No boundaries
Can separate us.

by Tricia Chatterton (somewhere in the 90’s).  All Rights Reserved.