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Monday, May 21, 2012

Refining Words

Inner pulse of recognition
leads wanderer home
like animal instincts follow
homing design woven in creation.

For each creation a thread,
a hope, a light
capable of ignition
when faced with truth.

Unless drained of honesty,
empty-incapable of restoration
devoid of power
except lies.

Layer by layer
deadened in void
until connected to one
incapable of deception.

Holds a burning wick.

John 8

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