Alive


There is a quiet holding amongst a receptive note

 

Our connection of art, and love, wraps us in healing


You are a gift where expression is our time together


We paint knowledge and play beyond language


 A quiet holding finding balance


Was it the time of day or our life force


Exchanges alive in time and hope we are found


 I rejoice in the excitement that I am alive in you.


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