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DOWNSTREAM

 

Finding ourselves in the clear

Blue light of morning

All skin perfect and smooth

Heaven’s eyes smiling up at you

As you linger above me

Hovering in mid-swoon

Ready to take off into delight

A river you go to

When it is all lined up

And you just want to go

Straight downstream like an arrow

Shot strong and clean

Able to impress any witness

As rejoice we do

When the blessed act is done

And all angels converge

To admit it was raining drops

Of golden dew

Some of it emanating

From the great red jewel

That hovers above

Everyone in love

When they take part in grace

Of the kind God granted

Each of us in the human race

The ability to pass on

Their most heartfelt feelings

To another member

Of our fragile race

That seek to abandon the confines

Of the body and mind

With all manner of conceptions and notions                              

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