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Spiritual Connection

Just between life and death

Timeless void before the sacrosanct journey

It all comes back to me

 

I can say the words

I can hum the songs

Which passed many centuries

 

I can see the sights

I can touch the forms

Things that have gone before

 

I can smell the fragrance

I can taste the sweetness

Objects long turned to dust

 

I can sense the love

I can re-experience the connection

We shared in the past

 

Feeling mellow; a reader recently bought a copy of my poetry book: Ethereal Presence, Volume II

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