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Apr 15, 2010
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merging raindrops
you have blended all colors
into the radiance of fire
pure and naked inside each other
there is no separation
in the merging raindrops
or unweaving of the flax tapestries
with the playful kisses of the sun
it is written about this
in the ink of our blood
where the pages are pressed and held
to the end of all seasons
into the radiance of fire
pure and naked inside each other
there is no separation
in the merging raindrops
or unweaving of the flax tapestries
with the playful kisses of the sun
it is written about this
in the ink of our blood
where the pages are pressed and held
to the end of all seasons
— Orphani, Apr 15, 2010
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