Sleeping Soul
1.16.2007
Sleeping Soul
Wake me up, sleeping soul
unnaming self, though brave and warm ...
Despite your call,
roaring and right,
your cast is gone:
Believe in thee!
Fall upwards,
smiling face...
Select my voice,
my soft great truth:
sensational silence soothes my sea
smooth sublime
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