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Poetry

Love Is Here

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If the message was to teach love,
I would like you to know that  love is all there is.
In those simmering moments when the fire of anger grows,
in those weary wakes when enthusiasm turns to mould,
my senses seized in a groove,
I remember a steady rush of a hum,
gentle and warm.
If the message was to grow thoughts positive and strong
like a glorious song I am found.
Pulped and softened, my happy stones stir,
thoughts turn to deeds, actions roll into measured feats
emotion finds me and I the words,
willing love to trickle into waiting wells.

Love is here. All can grow.

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