This One - C                                                                 



Moment of birth
Moment of death
and of all that passes
inbetween,
The water of your life
beneath the folds 
revealing
the endless circle
with no beginning
or end
but continuity 
of the energy-
the love in each drop
in all moments:
what some call God
or light and yes,
love...


We are all the moments
woven together
compressed to one-
This one.

Phoebe


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