Attached in the marrow is the essence of love
binding its coming to the human reply.
Drawn from the womb of an awaking touch
that rose through the darkness into the birth of life.
Where creation awaited on a suckling branch
to dawn in the means of the incoming tale.
Gleaming the vision within the umbilical cord
diffused in the pregnancy of unknown dreams.
Each holding the hope of a silent refrain
that marches through time till where we are.
A hand of grace, or a fish to the land
both speaking to the human and the living of us.
Tended by shadows, tended by light
both mercies of kind to enlighten the heart.
Nurturing the pathways mixed by degrees
that never is lost the end from the beginning.
Easing the meaning through our journey as one
from the gift of a murmur to the emotion of love.
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