reaching deeper
every day
for the good across
our way
seeing the Light and
being the Love
as it rises on wings
of a snow white dove
the momentary
stillness
as the sun sets over
the lake
cannot be any
different
than each breath I’m
able to take
zeroing in on the
highest ideal
recording the
greatness of all I feel
a letter, a number,
the least to the tall
comes to sweetness
before the fall
I swear to the
godhead the greater it is
the stronger I can
be, vis-à-vis
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