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When I saw you
Standing there
Shimmering
In the long lost beauty
Called the echo of my gaze
Reflecting you back
To me reflecting you
I wondered
If the stars got lost
On their way
Finding the jewel of
Your eyes to land upon
When I saw you
Standing there
Firm and supple
As a willow
Hiding fire
In the roots of its water
Diamonds flowered
From your pores
And sprouted
The gifts from your imagination
When I saw you standing there
I knew
That you remembered me
Remembering you
Remembering a time
Before called now
When the flowers began
nd we danced life
From a thing
Called dust
jdm (justine d. michaud) 2-7-05
very much inspired by the words and teachings of Martin Prechtel
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