Move unto these wounded ones
the dawn
the knowing
the healing
that is theirs to unfold
the power they hold
to heal all they touch
if not by their embrace
if not by their words
then by their being
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Of all the places we travel
love always crosses the fields with us
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Light descends
love ascends
in the dance dimensions collide
expand
in breathing
in being
love
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