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dream direction

of ways I’ve known
how many lost –
counting down the years
how many paths
I wandered –
but to find you
here

longing cut
away the grain –
evidence revealed
of places
I had passed
along the
night

withheld my own
unknowing
 there was life
awaiting me –
as truth
my soul becoming
a love
I couldn’t see

. . .