And as she found herself alone,
on distant shores
he once did roam…
the vigil of the time bemoaned,
collapsing in grief
she painfully owned.
Paralyzed by fear and doubt,
knowing faith…
she brought to bear,
dusting sand from face and hair,
kneeling, standing, then in stride,
she felt his spirit by her side.
Connection made…
now feeling strength,
mounting her steed,
with longing sighs,
as the ensuing journey–
does belie,
her destiny…
not to be denied.
Onward sojourners
light the way,
with the message of the day.
Now and forever
Be the Love
as above,
so below.
Tis all there is…
Tis all we know.
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