When we see this sleeping world

that casts a silent glory
we mostly miss the reasons we love it
it’s all our individual stories

And then they saw you
they saw you there
on a moment held fast by those around
there memories surrounded
opposition ground
as there they saw you
they could smell you touch you taste you
then you spoke to them and their whole beings listened to you
soul met God in a moment
where clarity was lemon
and pancakes wouldnt have tasted better
you took them out of the maze
You are the only one


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