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Fading from the Light

The sun is setting in your eyes

I can see it on your face.

Your head is bowed

And your back low.

The brightness of your


Is lost in the darkness of your


Were you not there

When the waters of life poured

From your head

To your soul?

Do you not remember

When the eternal light

Scorched your past

And lit a path?

Feet of clay are expected

Not of heart

Not of spirit

Not from you.


My spiritual child


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