My Lord erupts from treetops, fountains bely his footsteps
volcanoes carry her message
I am centered in the buoy
bobbing in the ocean
and I try
not
to stop laughing
I am the hero in the bowed head, spider's egg, snake's rattle
I am the beggar in the presidential shrug and salute
I walk on water
so my wounds will disappear
and you will focus
on MY WORDS
LOVE EACH OTHER
(as) I (have) Love(d) You
Your Beloved
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