BEGIN AGAIN

lay your hands on me like elijah.

the dawn rises gradient first on the cliffs

then a blinding blaze when I leave,

running down the dust to capture shadow,

suspended fractals in my rearview mirrors.


I always found it in the corners of others' lives

the public secrets that they keep with themselves

well, I have someone to share this walk with, and it's you.

so let's walk down fourth to eagle

I can make a home anywhere

because my home is you.


we mapped it this morning and I say,

build with me always,

stones of fire and dreams,

perfectly fitted together combining spirit thoughts with spirit words

the cylinder of my soul

a dwelling place of God.

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