Dancing in the Dark | 9.

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9.

A whirlwind of a mighty storm, was he upon
the quiet inside all my shores;
that somehow it could be this way,
and stay, a lover, then a friend-
causality, somehow, it won the day,
And reveled in the best of friends-
A diamond it formed in the rough,
All these words! It is enough!
Find peace among a shepherd’s storm,
The Finished Work, it is Her Love.

-LFE, Dancing in the Dark: poems from the night hours

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