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Still and Vast...

Still and vast, touching the edges of time
from the other side of all this.
Images, light shaping the moments to come.
No thoughts hold what this story tells.
Long, gentle strokes are her invitation,
as in a caressing of softest silk
or the cheek of a loved one.
All who are invited come
to behold, to be held
forever in feeling Home...

Matisha ~ 28 September, 1998
1998 Matisha

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