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becoming, conscious consciousness, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, understanding, wisdom
regardless the vow
of uncharted seasons
I cling to the stories
and wait
as the stars
another remember
for how I was knowing –
of light in the darkness
a moment
not far
from the first
I was given
the gift of one more
truth
when promise
was known not to wait
arms reaching softly
to places unseen
words without need
– a lifetime
to say
. . .
tornadoday 
Always like your poems, ever the longing that you are able to explore.
………the road trip that is my soul………..a map, never worn through. Thank you, Stephen. ❤
🙂 Kilroy was here ! 🙂
and then he wasn’t……….. 🙂
You are gifted! Every read is touching … inspiring always
And always, I am humbled by your kindness to me. Thank you……… ❤