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stay

it seems
and yet I can’t be sure
my reasons for becoming –
the ways I’ve come
in shadows
of the sun

the rocky path
above the vale –
darkness gleaned
of silence
as trust I dared
remember
to the light

lessons
in surrender
tears and time
to wonder –
who am I to listen
– who to wait

blossoms burst
from dirty hands
as hearts somewhere
to whisper –
my name aloud
in places
I am found

. . .