We start our journey in the Silvery Dawn of Beginnings
traveling toward the Golden Sunset of Understanding.
(c) Candace
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Kindred
In the mists of the morning my heart reaches out
Lost in the gray fog a silent cry of sadness and pain
From across time and distance I will be answered
The touch of a kindred heart reaching to answer me
For those of kindred spirit there is no distance
Touch is of the mind, the spirit, and the heart
And even never met see what they’ve never seen
So it is, souls that have never touched are linked
So as it has always been, seeing not with eyes
Seeing not what is seen but see what truly is
Touching not with hands but with the heart
Hearing not with our ears but with our souls
And when truly met beyond the world most see
In the moment that is a heartbeat and eternity
Kindred spirits meet and touch and answer
And amongst the very stars together they dance
I reach out a hesitant hand the web of life to find,
And I know then none are ever truly gone
For she holds all within her silken silver threads
And tells our tales in the wind’s gentle song
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May you find peace and tranquility.
Candace
